第16章 PART I(15)

She trembled;the color that had risen in her face left it instantly;she looked away from me with a pained,humiliated expression.Doubt was no longer possible.The charming stranger was Fritz's sweetheart--and "Jezebel's Daughter."My respect for the young lady forbade me to attempt any concealment of the discovery that I had made.I said at once,"I believe I have the honor of speaking to Miss Minna Fontaine?"She looked at me in wonder,not unmixed with distrust.

"How do you know who I am?"she asked.

"I can easily tell you,Miss Minna.I am David Glenney,nephew of Mrs.

Wagner,of London.Fritz is staying in her house,and he and I have talked about you by the hour together."The poor girl's face,so pale and sad the moment before,became radiant with happiness."Oh!"she cried innocently,"has Fritz not forgotten me?"Even at this distance of time,my memory recalls her lovely dark eyes riveted in breathless interest on my face,as I spoke of Fritz's love and devotion,and told her that she was still the one dear image in his thoughts by day,in his dreams by night.All her shyness vanished.She impulsively gave me her hand."How can I be grateful enough to the good angel who has brought us together!"she exclaimed."If we were not in the street,I do believe,Mr.David,I should go down on my knees to thank you!You have made me the happiest girl living."Her voice suddenly failed her;she drew her veil down."Don't mind me,"she said;"I can't help crying for joy."Shall I confess what my emotions were?For the moment,I forgot my own little love affair in England--and envied Fritz from the bottom of my heart.

The chance-passengers in the street began to pause and look at us.Ioffered Minna my arm,and asked permission to attend her on the way home.

"I should like it,"she answered,with a friendly frankness that charmed me."But you are expected at Mr.Keller's--you must go there first.""May I call and see you to-morrow?"I persisted,"and save you the trouble of sending my money to Mr.Keller's?"She lifted her veil and smiled at me brightly through her tears."Yes,"she said;"come to-morrow and be introduced to my mother.Oh!how glad my dear mother will be to see you,when I tell her what has happened!I am a selfish wretch;I have not borne my sorrow and suspense as I ought;Ihave made her miserable about me,because I was miserable about Fritz.

It's all over now.Thank you again and again.There is our address on that card.No,no,we must say good-bye till to-morrow.My mother is waiting for her letter;and Mr.Keller is wondering what has become of you."She pressed my hand warmly and left me.

On my way alone to Mr.Keller's house,I was not quite satisfied with myself.The fear occurred to me that I might have spoken about Fritz a little too freely,and might have excited hopes which could never be realized.The contemplation of the doubtful future began to oppress my mind.Minna might have reason to regret that she had ever met with me.

I was received by Mr.Keller with truly German cordiality.He and his partner Mr.Engelman--one a widower,the other an old bachelor --lived together in the ancient building,in Main Street,near the river,which served for house and for offices alike.

The two old gentlemen offered the completest personal contrast imaginable.Mr.Keller was lean,tall,and wiry--a man of considerable attainments beyond the limits of his business,capable (when his hot temper was not excited)of speaking sensibly and strongly on any subject in which he was interested.Mr.Engelman,short and fat,devoted to the office during the hours of business,had never read a book in his life,and had no aspiration beyond the limits of his garden and his pipe."In my leisure moments,"he used to say,"give me my flowers,my pipe,and my peace of mind--and I ask no more."Widely as they differed in character,the two partners had the truest regard for one another.Mr.Engelman believed Mr.Keller to be the most accomplished and remarkable man in Germany.Mr.Keller was as firmly persuaded,on his side,that Mr.

Engelman was an angel in sweetness of temper,and a model of modest and unassuming good sense.Mr.Engelman listened to Mr.Keller's learned talk with an ignorant admiration which knew no limit.Mr.Keller,detesting tobacco in all its forms,and taking no sort of interest in horticulture,submitted to the fumes of Mr.Engelman's pipe,and passed hours in Mr.

Engelman's garden without knowing the names of nine-tenths of the flowers that grew in it.There are still such men to be found in Germany and in England;but,oh!dear me,the older I get the fewer I find there are of them.

The two old friends and partners were waiting for me to join them at their early German supper.Specimens of Mr.Engelman's flowers adorned the table in honor of my arrival.He presented me with a rose from the nosegay when I entered the room.

"And how did you leave dear Mrs.Wagner?"he inquired.

"And how is my boy Fritz?"asked Mr.Keller.

I answered in terms which satisfied them both,and the supper proceeded gaily.But when the table was cleared,and Mr.Engelman had lit his pipe,and I had kept him company with a cigar,then Mr.Keller put the fatal question."And now tell me,David,do you come to us on business or do you come to us on pleasure?"I had no alternative but to produce my instructions,and to announce the contemplated invasion of the office by a select army of female clerks.

The effect produced by the disclosure was highly characteristic of the widely different temperaments of the two partners.

Mild Mr.Engelman laid down his pipe,and looked at Mr.Keller in helpless silence.

Irritable Mr.Keller struck his fist on the table,and appealed to Mr.

Engelman with fury in his looks.

"What did I tell you,"he asked,"when we first heard that Mr.Wagner's widow was appointed head-partner in the business?How many opinions of philosophers on the moral and physical incapacities of women did I quote?