“We will furnish the money,” I said, when I had finished reading.

On the way back to Gastein I thought it over and my better instincts prevailed.  “Let the future take care of itself,” I thought; and in the mean while would it not be more simple and more honest to help Kromitzki instead of ruining him?  Aniela would appreciate such an act, and my disinterestedness would win her approval; and as to the future, let Providence decide about that.

But would it be an act of disinterestedness on my part?  Reflecting upon it, I found that my own selfish views had a great deal to do with it.  Thus I foresaw that Kromitzki, getting hold of the money, would leave Gastein immediately and release me from the torments his presence near Aniela gives me.  Aniela would remain alone, surrounded by my devotion, with gratitude in her heart for me, resentment or even indignation towards Kromitzki because he had availed himself of my offer.  I seemed to see new horizons opening before me.  But above all, and at whatever cost, I wanted to get free of Kromitzki’s presence.

I thought so much of my future relation to Aniela that I arrived at Lend-Gastein before I was aware of it.  At Lend I found a great commotion.  A railway accident had happened on the branch line of Zell am See, and the place was full of wounded people; but scarcely had I taken my seat in the carriage when the impression the killed and wounded had made upon me gave way to the thoughts that occupied me so exclusively.  I saw clearly that some change must take place in our relation, that the present state could not be prolonged indefinitely without doing mischief to both of us and bringing us both to such a pass that it would be better for me to roll down the precipice there and then and make an end of it at once.

Aniela, though she does not yield in the least, must needs be distracted in her mind by the continual presence of that forbidden love.  It is true she does not give me any encouragement, but now and then I kiss her hands, her feet; she is compelled to listen to words of love, obliged to have secrets from her husband and her mother, and always control herself and me lest I might overstep the boundary.  Life under such conditions becomes unbearable to us both.  It must undergo some change.  At last I had found, I thought, a solution of the problem.  Let Aniela frankly admit that she loves me, and say to me:  “I am yours heart and soul, and will be yours forever; but let that satisfy you.  If you agree to that our souls henceforth will be as one and belong to each other forever.”  And I bound myself to her.  I fancied I was taking her hand and saying:  “I take you thus and promise not to seek for anything more, promise that our relations will remain purely spiritual, but as binding as those of husband and wife.”

Is such an agreement feasible, and will it put an end to our sorrow?  For me it is a renunciation of all my hopes and desires, but it creates for me a new world in which Aniela will be mine.  Besides that, it will make our love a legitimate right; and I would give my very health if Aniela would agree to it.  I see in this another proof of the earnestness of my love, and how I wish her to be mine; I am ready to pay any price, accept any restrictions, provided she acknowledges her love.