Their Silver Wedding Journey — Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 249 pages of information about Their Silver Wedding Journey — Volume 3.

Their Silver Wedding Journey — Volume 3 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 249 pages of information about Their Silver Wedding Journey — Volume 3.
she came with her husband for the shooting in the autumn.  By a natural transition she spoke of her children, for whom she had an English governess; she said she had never been in England, but had learnt the language from a governess in her own childhood; and through it all Mrs. March perceived that she was trying to impress them with her consequence.  To humor her pose, she said they had been looking up the scene of Kaspar Hauser’s death at Ansbach; and at this the stranger launched into such intimate particulars concerning him, and was so familiar at first hands with the facts of his life, that Mrs. March let her run on, too much amused with her pretensions to betray any doubt of her.  She wondered if March were enjoying it all as much, and from time to time she tried to catch his eye, while the lady talked constantly and rather loudly, helping herself out with words from them both when her English failed her.  In the safety of her perfect understanding of the case, Mrs. March now submitted farther, and even suffered some patronage from her, which in another mood she would have met with a decided snub.

As they drew in among the broad vine-webbed slopes of the Wurzburg, hills, the stranger said she was going to change there, and take a train on to Berlin.  Mrs. March wondered whether she would be able to keep up the comedy to the last; and she had to own that she carried it off very easily when the friends whom she was expecting did not meet her on the arrival of their train.  She refused March’s offers of help, and remained quietly seated while he got out their wraps and bags.  She returned with a hardy smile the cold leave Mrs. March took of her; and when a porter came to the door, and forced his way by the Marches, to ask with anxious servility if she, were the Baroness von-----, she bade the man get them. a ‘traeger’, and then come back for her.  She waved them a complacent adieu before they mixed with the crowd and lost sight of her.

“Well, my dear,” said March, addressing the snobbishness in his wife which he knew to be so wholly impersonal, “you’ve mingled with one highhote, anyway.  I must say she didn’t look it, any more than the Duke and Duchess of Orleans, and yet she’s only a baroness.  Think of our being three hours in the same compartment, and she doing all she could to impress us and our getting no good of it!  I hoped you were feeling her quality, so that we should have it in the family, anyway, and always know what it was like.  But so far, the highhotes have all been terribly disappointing.”

He teased on as they followed the traeger with their baggage out of the station; and in the omnibus on the way to their hotel, he recurred to the loss they had suffered in the baroness’s failure to dramatize her nobility effectually.  “After all, perhaps she was as much disappointed in us.  I don’t suppose we looked any more like democrats than she looked like an aristocrat.”

“But there’s a great difference,” Mrs. March returned at last.  “It isn’t at all a parallel case.  We were not real democrats, and she was a real aristocrat.”

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