The Burgomaster's Wife — Complete eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 361 pages of information about The Burgomaster's Wife — Complete.

The Burgomaster's Wife — Complete eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 361 pages of information about The Burgomaster's Wife — Complete.

The soldiers loudly expressed their admiration.  Henrica’s eye, also sparkled approvingly, but suddenly they lost their light, and she stepped farther back into the room, for Maria came out of the workshops in the court-yard and, with her gaze fixed on the ground, walked past the fencers.

The young wife had grown paler, but her clear blue eyes had gained a more confident, resolute expression.  She had learned to go her own way, and sought and found arduous duties in the service of the city and the poor.  She had remained conqueror in many a severe conflict of the heart, but the struggle was not yet over; she felt this whenever Georg’s path crossed hers.  As far as possible she avoided him, for she did not conceal from herself, that the attempt to live with him on the footing of a friend and brother, would mean nothing but the first step on the road to ruin for him and herself.  That he was honestly aiding her by a strong effort at self-control, she gratefully felt, for she stood heart to heart with her husband on the ship of life.  She wished no other guide; nay the thought of going to destruction with Peter had no terror to her.  And yet, yet!  Georg was like the magnetic mountain, that attracted her, and which she must avoid to save the vessel from sinking.

To-day she had been asking the different workmen how they fared, and witnessed scenes of the deepest misery.

The brave men knew that the surrender of the city might put an end to their distress, but wished to hold out for the sake of liberty and their religion, and endured their suffering as an inevitable misfortune.

In the entry of the house Maria met Wilhelm’s mother, and promised her she would consult with Frau Van Hout that very day, concerning the extortion practised by the market-men.  Then she went to poor Bessie, who sat, pale and weak, in a little chair.  Her prettiest doll had been lying an hour in the same position on her lap.  The child’s little hands and will were too feeble to move the toy.  Trautchen brought in a cup of new milk.  The citizens were not yet wholly destitute of this, for a goodly number of cows still grazed outside the city walls under the protection of the cannon, but the child refused to drink and could only be induced, amid tears, to swallow a few drops.

While Maria was affectionately coaxing the little one, Peter entered the room.  The tall man, the very model of a stately burgher, who paid careful heed to his outward appearance, now looked careless of his person.  His brown hair hung over his forehead, his thick, closely-trimmed moustache straggled in thin lines over his cheeks, his doublet had grown too large, and his stockings did not fit snugly as usual, but hung in wrinkles on his powerful legs.

Greeting his wife with a careless wave of the hand, he approached the child and gazed silently at it a long time with tender affection.  Bessie turned her pretty little face towards him and tried to welcome him, but the smile died on her lips, and she again gazed listlessly at her doll, Peter stooped, raised her in his arms, called her by name and pressed his lips to her pale cheeks.  The child gently stroked his beard and then said feebly: 

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