"Yes,"she said."My thoughtless daughter informed me."The epithet applied to Minna,aggravated by the deliberate emphasis laid on it,jarred on Mr.Keller's sense of justice."It appears to me,"he said,"that your daughter acted in this matter,not only with the truest kindness,but with the utmost good sense.Mrs.Wagner and my sister's physician were both present at the time,and both agreed with me in admiring her conduct.What has she done to deserve that you should call her thoughtless?""She ought to have remembered her duty to her mother.She ought to have consulted me,before she presumed to decide for herself.""In that case,Madame Fontaine,would you have objected to change the day of the marriage?""I am well aware,sir,that your sister has honored my daughter by making her a magnificent present--"Mr.Keller's face began to harden."May I beg you to be so good as answer my question plainly?"he said,in tones which were peremptory for the first time."Would you have objected to grant the fortnight's delay?"She answered him,on the bare chance that a strong expression of her opinion,as the bride's mother,might,even now,induce him to revert to the date originally chosen for the wedding."I should certainly have objected,"she said firmly.
"What difference could it possibly make to _you?"_There was suspicion in his manner,as well as surprise,when he put that question."For what reason would you have objected?""Is my objection,as Minna's mother,not worthy of some consideration,sir,without any needless inquiry into motives?""Your daughter's objection--as the bride--would have been a final objection,to my mind,"Mr.Keller answered."But _your_objection is simply unaccountable;and I press you for your motives,having this good reason for doing so on my side.If I am to disappoint my sister--cruelly to disappoint her--it must be for some better cause than a mere caprice."It was strongly put,and not easily answered.Madame Fontaine made a last effort--she invented the likeliest motives she could think of."I object,sir,in the first place,to putting off the most important event in my daughter's life,and in my life,as if it was some trifling engagement.
Besides,how do I know that some other unlucky circumstance may not cause more delays;and perhaps prevent the marriage from taking place at all?"Mr.Keller rose from his chair.Whatever her true motives might be,it was now perfectly plain that she was concealing them from him."If you have any more serious reasons to give me than these,"he said quietly and coldly,"let me hear them between this and post-time tomorrow.In the meanwhile,I need not detain you any longer."Madame Fontaine rose also--but she was not quite defeated yet.
"As things are,then,"she resumed,"I am to understand,sir,that the marriage is put off to the thirteenth of January next?""Yes,with your daughter's consent."
"Suppose my daughter changes her mind,in the interval?""Under your influence?"
"Mr.Keller!you insult me."
"I should insult your daughter,Madame Fontaine--after what she said in this room before me and before other witnesses--if I supposed her to be capable of changing her mind,except under your influence.
"Good evening,sir."
"Good evening,madam."
She went back to her room.
The vacant spaces on the walls were prettily filled up with prints and water-color drawings.Among these last was a little portrait of Mr.
Keller,in a glazed frame.She approached it--looked at it--and,suddenly tearing it from the wall,threw it on the floor.It happened to fall with the glass uppermost.She stamped on it,in a perfect frenzy of rage;not only crushing the glass,but even breaking the frame,and completely destroying the portrait as a work of art."There!that has done me good,"she said to herself--and kicked the fragments into a corner of the room.
She was now able to take a chair at the fireside,and shape out for herself the course which it was safest to follow.
Minna was first in her thoughts.She could bend the girl to her will,and send her to Mr.Keller.But he would certainly ask,under what influence she was acting,in terms which would place the alternative between a downright falsehood,or a truthful answer.Minna was truth itself;in her youngest days,she had been one of those rare children who never take their easy refuge in a lie.What influence would be most likely to persuade her to deceive Fritz's father?The widow gave up the idea,in the moment when it occurred to her.Once again,"Jezebel's Daughter"unconsciously touched Jezebel's heart with the light of her purity and her goodness.The mother shrank from deliberately degrading the nature of her own child.
The horrid question of the money followed.On the thirty-first of the month,the promissory note would be presented for payment.Where was the money to be found?
Some little time since,having the prospect of Minna's marriage on the thirtieth of December before her,she had boldly resolved on referring the holder of the note to Mr.Keller.Did it matter to her what the sordid old merchant said or thought,after Minna had become his son's wife?She would coolly say to him,"The general body of the creditors harassed me.I preferred having one creditor to deal with,who had no objection to grant me time.His debt has fallen due;and I have no money to pay it.Choose between paying it yourself,and the disgrace of letting your son's mother-in-law be publicly arrested in Frankfort for debt."So she might have spoken,if her daughter had been a member of Mr.
Keller's family.With floods of tears,with eloquent protestations,with threats even of self-destruction,could she venture on making the confession now?
