Mr.Keller passed the necklace over without notice;his sister was the one object of interest to him."Would she be fit to travel,"he asked,"if we put off the marriage for a month?""She shall be fit to travel,barring accidents,"said the physician,"if you can put off the marriage for a fortnight.I start this evening on my return to Munich,and not a day shall pass without my seeing her."Mr.Keller appealed to Mrs.Wagner."Surely,we might make this trifling sacrifice?"he said."The pleasure of seeing her nephew married is likely to be the last pleasure of my sister's life.""In your place,"said Mrs.Wagner,"I should not hesitate for an instant to grant the fortnight's delay.But the bride and bridegroom must be consulted,of course.""And the bride's parents,"suggested the discreet physician,"if they are still living.""There is only her mother living,"said Mr.Keller."She is too high-minded a person to raise any objection,I am sure."He paused,and reflected for awhile."Fritz counts for nothing,"he went on."I think we ought to put the question,in the first instance,to the bride?"He rang the bell,and then took the necklace out of Mrs.Wagner's hands."I have a very high opinion of little Minna,"he resumed."We will see what the child's own kind heart says--undisturbed by the influence of the pearls,and without any prompting on the part of her mother."He closed the jewel case,and put it into a cabinet that stood near him.
Joseph was sent upstairs,with the necessary message."Don't make any mistake,"said his master;"I wish to see Miss Minna,alone."The physician took a pinch of snuff while they were waiting."The test is hardly conclusive,"he remarked slily;"women are always capable of sacrificing themselves.What will the bridegroom say?""My good sir,"Mr.Keller rejoined a little impatiently,"I have mentioned already that Fritz counts for nothing."Minna came in.Her color rose when she found herself unexpectedly in the presence of a dignified and decorated stranger.The physician tapped his snuff-box,with the air of a man who thoroughly understood young women.
"Charming indeed!"he said confidentially to Mrs.Wagner;"I am young enough (at heart,madam)to wish I was Fritz."Mr.Keller advanced to meet Minna,and took her hand.
"My dear,"he said,"what would you think of me,if I requested you to put off your marriage for two whole weeks--and all on account of an old woman?""I should think you had surely some reason,sir,for asking me to do that,"Minna replied;"and I confess I should be curious to know who the old woman was."In the fewest and plainest words,Mr.Keller repeated what the physician had told him."Take your own time to think of it,"he added;"and consult your mother first,if you like."Minna's sweet face looked lovelier than ever,glowing with the heavenly light of true and generous feeling."Oh,Mr.Keller!"she exclaimed,"do you really suppose I am cold-hearted enough to want time to think of it?
I am sure I may speak for my mother,as well as for myself.Fraulein Keller's time shall be our time.Please tell her so,with my duty--or,may I be bold enough to say already,with my love?"Mr.Keller kissed her forehead with a fervor of feeling that was rare with him."You are well worthy of my sister's bridal gift,"he said--and took the necklace out of the cabinet,and gave it to her.
For some moments Minna stood looking at the magnificent pearls,in a state of speechless enchantment.When she did speak,her first delightful ardor of admiration had cooled under the chilling perception of a want of proper harmony between her pearls and herself."They are too grand for me,"she said sadly;"I ought to be a great lady,with a wardrobe full of magnificent dresses,to wear such pearls as these!"She looked at them again,with the natural longing of her sex and age."May I take the necklace upstairs,"she asked,with the most charming inconsistency,"and see how it looks when I put it on?"Mr.Keller smiled and waved his hand."You can do what you like with your own necklace,my dear,"he said."When I have written a line to my sister,perhaps I may follow you,and admire my daughter-in-law in all her grandeur."The physician looked at his watch."If you can write your letter in five minutes,"he suggested,"I can take it with me to Munich."Mrs.Wagner and Minna left the room together."Come and see how it looks,"said Minna;"I should so like to have your opinion.""I will follow you directly,my dear.There is something I have forgotten in the office."The events of the day had ended in making Jack drowsy;he was half-asleep on the window-seat.Mrs.Wagner effectually roused him.
"Mr.Keeper of the Keys,"she said;"I want my desk opened."Jack was on his legs in an instant."Ha,Mistress,it's jolly to hear you say that--it's like being in London again."The desk was of the spacious commercial sort,with a heavy mahogany lid.
Everything inside was in the most perfect order.A row of "pigeon-holes"at the back had their contents specified by printed tickets."Abstracts of correspondence,A to Z;""Terms for commission agency;""Key of the iron safe.""Key of the private ledger"--and so on.The ledger--a stout volume with a brass lock,like a private diary--was placed near the pigeon-holes.On the top of it rested a smaller book,of the pocket--size,entitled "Private Accounts."Mrs.Wagner laid both books open before her,at the pages containing the most recent entries,and compared them."I felt sure I had forgotten it!"she said to herself--and transferred an entry in the ledger to the private account-book.After replacing the ledger,she locked the desk,and returned the key to Jack.
"Remember,"she said,"the rule in London is the rule here.My desk is never to be opened,except when I ask you to do it.And if you allow the key to pass out of your own possession,you cease to be Keeper.""Did I ever do either of those two things in London?"Jack asked.
"Never."
