d man,
could tell you. Insignificant and wretched as I may be, no woman on
earth can boast of prouder memories, and now that he has also kissed his
child and mine, everything is forgiven him."
Silently, with hurrying breath, she stood before the agitated couple,
who were waiting for some remark, some outburst of gratitude and
delight; but there was only a quivering of the lips, and her blue eyes
flashed with a fiery light.
What was the matter with her?
Frau Train turned anxiously to her husband to ask, in a whisper, whether
joy had turned the poor young mother's brain; but Barbara had already
recovered her composure, and, passing her hand quickly across her brow,
murmured softly, "It came over me too strongly."
Then she thanked them with earnest warmth; yet when Frau Traut praised
Dona Magdalena's heavenly goodness, she nodded assent, it is true; but
she soon took her leave--she felt paralyzed and dazzled.
CHAPTER XVI.
On the way home Barbara often pressed her left hand with her right to
assure herself that she was not dreaming.
This time she found her husband in the house. At the first glance
Pyramus saw that something unusual had happened; but she gave him no
time to question her, only glanced around to see if they were alone, and
then cried, as if frantic: "I will bear it no longer. You must know it
too. But it is a great secret." Then she made him swear that he, too,
would keep it strictly, and in great anxiety he obeyed.
He, like Barbara's father, had supposed that the Emperor's son had
entered the world only to leave it again. Barbara's "I no longer have a
child; it was taken from me," he had interpreted in the same way as the
old captain, and, from delicacy of feeling, had never again mentioned
the subject in her presence.
While taking the oath, he had been prepared for the worst; but when his
wife, in passionate excitement, speaking so fast that the words fair
tumbled over one another, told him how she had been robbed of her boy;
how his imperial father had treated him; how she had longed for him;
what prayers she had uttered in his behalf; how miserable she had been
in her anxiety about this child; and, now, that Dona Magdalena's letter
permitted her to cherish the highest and greatest hopes for the boy, the
tall, strong man stood before her with downcast eyes, like a detected
criminal, his hand gripping the edge of the top of the table which
separated her from him.
Barbara saw his
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