Part 31 (2/2)
She knew right well, for she had often enough experienced it, that a man sets little value on unsolicited help; yes, even frequently refuses it. But she also knew that her advice, even when repulsed, had had effect, and worked for good; and, above all things, she felt herself within the circle of the duties that spring from the union of man to man. As in war the wounded is no enemy, so in peace the sufferer is no stranger.
So the lady went up the hill. The church bells were ringing for the noon-day service; but in her ears rang the sound of a bell whose metal was not yet molten, and for which, who knows when a tower will be built!
The lady's thoughts by no means hovered in the so-called ”higher regions”--quite the reverse. She thought of the nearest and most every-day subjects.
As she stood by the road, she saw a four-horse spring-wagon coming down the hill on a trot. A cow, grazing by the wayside, sprang, frightened, into the middle of the road, and ran along before the wagon, terrified, and with difficulty; at last the coachman rose in his seat, and hit her with his long whip, so that she turned aside, stood awhile, staring after the dust-enveloped monster with the four horses, and then went on grazing.
Smilingly the lady thought that this might be given as an example to the villagers. Turn aside, and you will be free from fear of what comes rolling behind you, threatening destruction.
But one must not give country-folk an ill.u.s.tration from their own immediate surroundings. Clergymen understand this; or perhaps hold by tradition that only strange, powerful figures have any effect. This is why they so like to speak of the storm-tossed s.h.i.+p on the sea, of the palmy oases in the desert; when neither they, nor their hearers, have ever seen either.
Engaged in these thoughts, Madam Pfann had reached the plateau, and came in sight of Landolin's house. The s.h.i.+ngled roof glittered in the mid-day sun, and the tree on the east side was standing full of nuts.
Although Landolin, who was sitting on the bench before the house, saw the lady coming, he did not move, but kept on cracking nuts in his hand, and sh.e.l.ling out the kernels. Not until she had drawn very near did he rise and say:
”Good-day, Madam. Will you not rest here a little while?”
”Yes; I was just coming to see you.”
”May I ask what news you bring me?”
”Properly speaking, none. Or perhaps--I hope----
”Well! what is it?”
”I would like to talk with you in the house; not here.”
”My wife, I'm sorry to say, is sick. It's nothing serious, but she might wake up.”
”Then take me to the upper room.”
”If you wish, why not? But are you not afraid to be alone with a murderer?”
”You must not say that word again; and no one else must. I hope to root out even the thought of it from every mind.”
”You'll have to use witchcraft,” thought Landolin; but nevertheless he wondered what the lady had to say.
When the two rose, Peter came from behind the nut-tree. It was strange, one met Peter everywhere. It seemed as though he had come out of the wall, or through the steps. Without paying any attention to the fact that his sudden appearance must be surprising, Peter said, very submissively:
”Madam does us great honor in coming to see us. Great folks know what is the proper thing to do. They are the best, after all.”
Landolin opened his eyes wide at hearing Peter talk thus. ”Where has the boy learned it all?” The lady, too, looked at him in astonishment; but Peter went on composedly:
”Madam, my father keeps no secrets from me. May I not know what news you bring us?”
With these words Peter fixed his eyes sternly upon his father, that he might not be able to give the lady the slightest sign, even with his eye. But the judge's wife helped him out, for she replied:
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