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'Very well, let me retain it then, but not as the gift of chance. You must yourself, of your own free will, bestow on me the t.i.tle of your cousin, your chosen cousin: that is a distinction of which I shall be proud.'
'And will you, then, promise to come back at Christmas, and act plays with us?'
'I promise you into the bargain a summer representation, before autumn is over,' said I. 'The Fates only know if I shall preserve the dramatic talent I now have until winter.'
I had caught a portion of Hanne 's gaiety, and my sentimental feelings, so much jeered at, shrank into the background.
'Then I will dub you my cousin of cousins; and besides, on account of your many great services and merits, I will confer on you the distinguished t.i.tle of my court story-teller.'
'And on the occasion of receiving this new t.i.tle, I must, as in duty bound, kiss your hand; wherefore I remove this little brown glove, which henceforth shall be placed in my helmet, in token of my va.s.salage to a fair lady.'
'No, stop! give up my glove, cousin--I cannot waste it upon you. It is a good new glove, without a single hole in it. Give it up, I tell you; the other will be of no use without it.'
She tried to s.n.a.t.c.h it from me, but I held it high above her head, and speedily managed to seize its fellow-glove.
'You must redeem them, Hanne; a kiss for each of the pair is what I demand; and they are well worth it, for they are really nice new gloves. I will not part with them for less.'
'I think you must be a fool, Carl, to fancy for one moment that I would kiss you to recover my own gloves. No, I will die first,' she exclaimed, in a tone of comic indignation.
In answer to her mock heroics, I apostrophized the gloves in glowing terms, finishing with--'On your smooth perfumed surface I press my burning lips. Tell your fair mistress what I dare not say to her, what I at this moment confide to you.' I kissed the gloves.
'Well, well, give me back my gloves and I will let you kiss me,' said Hanne. 'But it shall be the slightest atom of a kiss, such as they give in the Christmas games, the most economical possible; it must not be worth more than four marks, for that was the price of the gloves. Now, are you not ashamed to take a kiss valued so low?'
'No, I will take it. But the value I put upon it is very different, for the slightest kiss from your lips, Hanne, is worth at least a million.
You will make me a _millionnaire_, Hanne.'
I gave her the gloves, and was just on the point of kissing her, when the voice of the Just.i.tsraad broke on the silence around, calling, 'Jette, Hanne, Carl, hollo! where are you all?'
'Here,' cried Hanne, bursting away from me. 'We are coming.'
'But dearest, dearest Hanne! my kiss--my million?'
'We will see about it to-morrow; you must give me credit this evening.'
'My dearest Hanne, to-morrow will be too late; for Heaven's sake, have compa.s.sion on me! I am going away to-night; there is no to-morrow for me here. Give me but half the million now--but the quarter--but the four marks' worth which you owe me! Dear Hanne, pay me but the smallest mite of my promised treasure.'
'Nonsense! we must make the best of our way home, or we shall be well scolded.'
Gustav and Jette joined us at that moment. The gloves and the kiss were for ever lost!
'Why, children, what has become of you, all this time?' exclaimed the Just.i.tsraad. 'Come in now, and have a country-dance with the good folks before we leave them and go to have some mulled claret. Stop, stop, Carl, you can't dance with Hanne; she is engaged to one of the young farmers. You must take another partner. There is poor Annie, the lame milkmaid, she has scarcely danced at all; it is a sin that she is to sit all the evening, because one leg is a little shorter than the other. Go, dance with her.'
'Don't turn the poor girl's head with your enormous fibs,' cried Hanne to me, as I was entering the summer-house. 'Have pity on her unsophisticated heart, and do not speculate upon _a million there_; the herdsman would probably not allow it.'
'A million? The herdsman? What is all that stuff you are talking?'
asked her father.
'Ill-nature--downright ill-nature, uncle.'
'Fie! cousin; that is not a chivalrous mode of speaking. But do go and foot it merrily with lame Annie, and I promise you the dance shall last at least an hour.'
The dance was over--the mulled wine was finished--the happy Gustav had gone to his home--the family had bid each other good night, and I was alone in my chamber.
'This was the last evening,' thought I to myself; 'the short dream was now over, and I had to leave that pleasant house, never more to return to it.' A deep sigh responded to these reflections. 'My deception will soon be discovered; they will revile and despise me. I shall most probably be the cause of their being exposed to the ridicule of the whole neighbourhood; that will annoy them terribly, and they will be very angry that anyone should have presumed to impose so impudently on their frank hospitality. And my kiss ... my million ... the realization of that delightful promise!... What if I were to remain yet another day--half a day--another morning even? Remain!--in order to add another link to the chain which binds me here, and which I am already almost too weak to sever? No--I will go hence. In about an hour the moon will set, and when its tell-tale light is gone I will go too. One short hour! Alas! how many melancholy hours shall I not have to endure when _that one_ has pa.s.sed. It is incomprehensible to me how I became involved in all this. Chance is sometimes a miraculous guide, when we allow ourselves to be blindly led by it. But a truce to these tiresome reflections; I have no time to think of anything but Hanne, now that I am about to leave her for ever ... _For ever!_ These are two detestable words. Everything is now quite still in the house. I hear no sound but poor Pasop, rustling his chains in his kennel; he will not bark when he sees it is only I pa.s.sing. They are all friendly to me here, even the very dogs; yet how false I have been to them!'
I threw my clothes and other little travelling appurtenances into my _valise_, and opened the window.
'But ought I to run away without leaving one word behind? The worthy family might be alarming themselves about me. What shall I write? I suppose I must play the cousin to the end; at any rate I must try to put them on a wrong scent. I shall address my note to Hanne, that she may see that my last thoughts were with her.'
I seized a pencil and wrote:--
'Hanne's cruelty has caused my bankruptcy and my flight. She could have made me a _millionnaire_, but she has left me a beggar. Poor and sad I quit this hospitable house, leaving behind my blessings on its much-respected and amiable inmates, including the hard-hearted fair one who has compelled me to seek a refuge at Fredericia, which, from the time of Axel, has afforded _jus asyli_ to unfortunate subjects.'
I stuck the paper in the dressing-gla.s.s, where it would speedily be observed.
I had played out my comedy, and the sober realities of life were now before me. I fell into a deep reverie, which lasted until the first dawn of day, when I started up to prepare for my departure. First, I threw my carpet-bag out of the window, and then, getting out myself upon the tree, and cautiously descending from branch to branch, I reached the ground safely and quietly. Taking a circuitous route, I at length pa.s.sed the woody village near my uncle's abode; and the sun stood high in the heavens when, weary and dispirited, and out of humour with the whole world, I entered the parsonage-house.
PART IV.
Eight days after my arrival, I was sitting in the dusk with the old people, while my thoughts were at ---- Court. The good clergyman, according to habit, was shoving the skull-cap he wore on his head to and fro, and talking half-aloud to himself. At length he exclaimed,
'In good sooth, nephew, I am quite surprised at you. Is it natural for a young man to sit so much within doors? You have never gone a step beyond the garden and our little shrubbery, and really there is some very pretty scenery in our neighbourhood, quite worth your seeing.'
'It is a sin that he should be shut up here with us two old people,'
said his wife; 'if our son had been at home, it would have been more pleasant for him. It is very unlucky that he should be at Kiel just now. How can we amuse such a young man, my dear? I am quite sorry for him.'
I a.s.sured them that I had everything I wished at their house, and was extremely comfortable. But the fact was, that I felt extremely uncomfortable. I was miserable at knowing that I was so near ---- Court, and yet could have no communication with its inhabitants; I was certain that I must have thrown everything there into the greatest commotion, yet, since my flight, I had heard nothing of or from the place round which my heart's dearest thoughts hovered continually.
'Why, instead of a wild, mischievous, merry madcap, as you were represented to be, we find a staid, quiet, grave young man. It is not a good sign when a gay temper takes such a sudden turn. You seem to be quite changed, nephew. Indeed, it strikes me your very appearance has altered; your hair looks darker to me, within these eight days, and your skin is as yellow as if you had the jaundice.'
'Oh, Heaven forbid! The Lord preserve him from that!' cried my worthy aunt, much alarmed.
I relieved her mind by a.s.suring her that my health was excellent.
'And you are allowing the hair on your upper lip to grow to a pair of moustaches,' continued my uncle. 'You will soon look like an officer of hussars. If you were not such a sensible, quiet youth, I should think it was a piece of conceit and affectation, to look smart in the eyes of the girls.'
Without having formed any settled plan connected with the change of my appearance, but not without considerable trouble, had I by degrees blackened my hair, and darkened my complexion with walnut juice, so that I could not be recognized if any of the people from ---- Court should meet me. I had also cultivated moustaches for the same purpose, but they were as yet very diminutive.
'Just tell me, nephew, what do you want with moustaches?'
'I want them because ... I wish ... I must ... I belong to the corps of riflemen, uncle, and the new regulation is, that every rifleman is to have moustaches ... so I must mount a pair.'
'What a foolish regulation! Don't you think so, wife? But I suppose it is a case in which one must do as others do.'
This settled, I was left, as to my disguise, in peace. But my venerable uncle commenced another attack. 'I must positively have you to go out and look about you, Adolph. I am going to-morrow to see my friends Just.i.tsraad ----, whose country seat is not far from this. You shall drive over there with me; the road is very pretty.'
I was in agony. 'I would, much rather remain at home, uncle; I don't know these people.'