question is, how long will you be able to force him to do
your will? You should not deceive yourself; there are inherited
tendencies which will not allow themselves to be repressed or
eradicated. Hartmut, now, is in appearance the counterpart of his
mother; he has her features and her eyes."
"Yes," assented Falkenried gloomily, "her dark, demoniacal, glowing
eyes, which cast their spell upon all who knew her."
"And were your ruin," supplemented Wallmoden. "How often did I
warn and advise you then; but you would not listen. Your passion had
seized you like a fever and held you like chains. I declare I never have
been able to understand it."
Falkenried's lips were drawn in with a bitter smile.
"I can readily believe that you, the cool, calculating diplomat, you,
whose every word is weighed, are protected against all such
witcheries."
"I should at least be cautious in my choice. Your marriage carried
unhappiness on its face from the very beginning. A women of a foreign
race, with strange blood in her veins and the wild, passionate Sclave
nature, without character, without understanding of what we here call
duty and morality; and you with your rigid principles, with your
sensitive feeling of honor, it could ultimately lead to but one end. And I
believe you loved her in spite of all, until your separation."
"No," said Falkenried, in a hard tone, "the fire burned out in the first
year; I saw that only too clearly. But I shrank back from publishing to
the world my household misery by a legal separation. So I bore it until
no choice remained, until I was forced. But enough of this."
He turned abruptly on his heel and looked from the window again; but
the quick movement betrayed rather than concealed the torture which
he with difficulty repressed.
"Yes, it takes a great deal to tear up a nature like yours by the roots,"
said Wallmoden earnestly. "But the divorce freed you from the
unhappy bond, and why should you not bury the memory as well?"
Falkenried shook his head and sighed heavily. "One cannot bury such
memories; they are forever rising from their supposed sepulchres, and
just now--" he broke off suddenly.
"Just now; what do you mean?"
"Nothing; let us speak of other things. You have been in Burgsdorf
since day before yesterday; how long do you expect to remain?"
"About two weeks. I haven't much time at my disposal, and am for that
matter only nominally Willibald's guardian, for my diplomatic position
keeps me out of the country most of the time. The guardianship really
rests in the hands of my sister, who rules over everything."
"Well, Regine is equal to the position. She governs the great estate and
the numerous servants as though she were a man."
"And gives her orders like a cavalry officer from morning to night," put
in her brother. "Recognizing all her excellent qualities, I, nevertheless,
feel a slight creepy sensation whenever I am constrained to visit
Burgsdorf, and I always leave the place with shattered nerves. They
live in a most primitive fashion over yonder. Willibald is a perfect
young bear, and of course at the same time the apple of his mother's
eye, and she, by the way, is doing her best to bring him up as a bluff
country squire. It's useless to enter any protest, and, for the matter of
that, it seems just what the youngster's good for."
Their conversation was interrupted at this moment by a servant, who
entered and handed his master a card. Falkenried glanced at it.
"Counsellor Egern? I am glad of that. Tell the gentleman to come in."
"You have a business engagement I see," said Wallmoden rising. "Then
I'll not disturb you."
"On the contrary I beg you to remain. I have had an intimation of this
visit and its purpose, and know what will be the result of our
conversation. The question is--" He did not finish, for the door opened
and the lawyer entered. He seemed surprised not to find the officer
alone, as he had fully expected, but Falkenried took no notice of his
ill-concealed astonishment.
"Herr Counsellor Egern--Herr von Wallmoden, secretary of legation,"
said the host, presenting them. The man of law bowed with cool
politeness as he took the seat offered him.
"I have the honor of being known to you, I believe, Herr Major," he
began. "As your wife's attorney at the time the suit for divorce was in
progress, I had the opportunity of making your acquaintance." He
paused as if expecting an answer; but Major Falkenried gave no sign
beyond an affirmative nod.
Wallmoden was all attention. He could understand now his friend's
irritation on his arrival.
"I come to you to-day in the name of my former
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