With her hand upon the knob, she replied, turning her pale, wan face to her mother, "To my own room, which I suppose is permitted to me, as there is nothing more to be said."Her mother would reply, and retain her, but her son-in-law held her gently back. "Let her go," said he; "she needs rest for composure and to accustom herself to the thought that her fate is unavoidable.""But what if she should resort to desperate means in her mad infatuation and foolish passion? Some one must watch her continually, for she may try to elope.""You are right, dearest mother, some one must be with her, in whom she will confide. Would it not be possible to win old Trude?""No, nothing would gain her; she is a silly fool, who thinks only Marie is of consequence."Ebenstreit shrugged his shoulders. "That means that she would sell herself at a high price. I beg that you will send for her.""You will see," said she, calling the old woman, who entered from the opposite door.
Trude looked about, scowling and grumbling. "Leberecht told me my mistress called me.""Why do you then look so furious, and what are you seeking on the table?" asked Frau von Werrig.
"My money," cried Trude, vehemently. "I thought that you called me to pay me, and that my wages were all counted out on the table. But I see there is nothing there, and I fear I shall get none, and be poor as a church-mouse all my life long. Your honor promised me positively that, as soon as the wedding was decided upon, you would pay me every farthing, with interest, and I depended upon it.""You shall have all, and much more than the general's wife promised you, if you will be a true and faithful servant to us," said Ebenstreit.
"That I always have been, and ever shall be," snarled Trude. "No person can say aught against me. Now, I want my money.""And obstinate enough you have been too," said her mistress. "Can you deny that you have not always taken my daughter's part?""I do not deny it. I have nursed her from childhood, and I love her as my own child, and would do any thing to make her happy!""Do you believe, Trude," cried the general, "that Marie could be happy with that poor, starving wretch of a school-master? Has she not experienced in her own home the misfortune and shame of poverty?""I know it well," sighed the old one, sadly, "and it has converted me to believe that it would be a great misfortune for Marie to marry the poor school-master.""Well, will you then faithfully help us to prevent it?" quickly asked Ebenstreit.
"How can I do it?" she sighed, shrugging her shoulder.
"You can persuade my daughter to be reasonable, and yield to that which she cannot prevent. You are the only one who can make any impression upon Marie, as she confides in you. Watch her, that in a moment of passionate desperation she does not commit some rash act.
You can tell us, further, what she says, and warn us of any crazy plan she might form to carry out her own will.""That is to say, I must betray my Marie?" cried Trude, angrily.
"No, not betray, but rescue her. Will you do it?" asked Ebenstreit.
"I wish to be paid my wages, my two hundred thalers, that I have honestly earned, and I will have them."Ebenstreit took a piece of paper from his pocket. Writing a few lines with a pencil, he laid it upon the table. "If you will take this to my cashier after the ceremony to-morrow, he will pay you four hundred thalers.""Four hundred thalers in cash," cried Trude, joyfully clapping her hands. "Shall all that beautiful money be mine, and--No, I do not believe you," she cried, her face reassuming its gloomy, suspicious look. "You promise it to me to-day, that I may assist you, and persuade Marie to the marriage, but to-morrow, when old Trude is of no more use, you will send me away penniless. Oh, I know how it is.
I have lived long enough to understand the tricks of rich people. Iwill see the cash first--only for that will I sell myself.""The old woman pleases me," said Ebenstreit. "She is practical, and she is right.--If I promise you the money in an hour, will you persuade Marie to cease her foolish resistance, and be my wife? Will you watch over her, and tell us if any thing unusual occurs?""Four hundred thalers is a pretty sum," repeated Trude, in a low voice to herself. "I might buy myself a place in the hospital, and have enough left to get me a new bed and neat furniture and--"Here her voice was lost in unintelligible mumbling, and, much excited, she appeared to count eagerly. With her bony forefinger she numbered over the fingers of her left hand, as if each were a fortune that she must verify and examine.
The mother and the banker regarded each other with mocking looks;the general looked at the money, grumbling: "If I had had four hundred thalers the last time I played, I could have won back my money in playing again.""Old woman," said Ebenstreit, "have you not finished with your reckoning?""Yes," she said, with an exultant laugh, "I have done! Four hundred thalers are not sufficient. I must have five, and if you will give them to me in cash in an hour, then I will do every thing that you wish, and persuade Marie to the marriage. I will watch her day and night, and tell you every thing that she says and does. But I must have five hundred in cash!"Ebenstreit turned his dull-blue eyes to Frau von Werrig with a triumphant smile. "Did you not tell me the old woman could not be bought? I knew that I was right. You did not offer her money enough;she will sell herself dear as possible."
"Yes, as dear as she can," laughed Trude--"five hundred is my price.""You shall have it in cash in an hour," said Ebenstreit, in a friendly manner.
"So much money," whined the general; "it would have saved me if Ihad had it that last time."
"My son-in-law, I must confess you are exceedingly generous,"remarked the mother.
"No sum would be too great to assure me my bride. Go now, Trude, you shall have the money in time.--Will you allow me, father, to send your servant to my office for it?""Send Leberecht here, Trude!"
