Part 26 (1/2)
”One thing however surprises me,” observed Pistasch, the indiscreet, looking inquisitively at Sempaly, ”your brother has been a widower for five years; it cannot be that he has spent all that time in bewailing the loss of the Princess. Why did he not grasp his happiness before?”
”I cannot enlighten you on that point,” replied Sempaly with a shrug.
But Truyn said, smiling, ”Perhaps it did not depend altogether upon Oscar; Nini may possibly have had a voice in the matter.”
”You too are going to have a wedding soon,” said Sempaly, apparently desirous of changing the subject. ”How these young people are growing up! If the resemblance to his mother were not so striking, I should hardly recognise your future son-in-law. Let me congratulate you,” and he held out his hand to Oswald, ”congratulate you most sincerely. And how are you at home?” he added, turning suddenly to Truyn.
”All well,” Truyn replied a little stiffly.
”Pray, carry to your wife and daughter the regards of--one who shall be nameless,” said Sempaly with bitterness.
A short pause ensued; then he began, ”What do you think of Seinsberg's suicide?”
”Suicide?” exclaimed Truyn.
”Did you not know it?” asked Sempaly.
”I suspected something of the kind,” said Pistasch.
”What was the cause of it?” asked Truyn.
”Too intimate an acquaintance with the Conte Capriani?” surmised Pistasch.
”You have about hit the nail on the head, Pistasch,” said Sempaly, turning his back to the stage and speaking towards the interior of the box. ”It is terrible to think how many of us have fallen victims in quick succession to the rage for speculation.”
”It is all over with us!” said Pistasch.
”Do have done with that eternal refrain of yours,”' said Truyn indignantly.
”Well, Georges agrees with me, and even Ossi seems to be infected with our disheartening ideas,” rejoined Pistasch, ”he declared to-day that we were nothing but romantic ruins.”
”Ah, the ruins in Austria stand firm;” rejoined Truyn, always the same reactionary idealist, ”of course we must consider how to adapt the ancient structure to the needs of the age.”
”Do you think so?” said Sempaly, twirling his moustache. ”Would you turn the Coliseum into a gas-works? For my part I am not greatly in favour of the practical adaptation of historical monuments. Bah! leave us as we are! The ruins will remain standing for some time yet, and in virtue of their time-worn uselessness, will manage to overawe the practical modern architecture that is springing up all around them, until the next earthquake, and then--crash--” he made a quick, characteristic gesture--”and after the downfall those who carp at us the most now will perceive how large a share of poetry and civilisation lies beneath the wreck. It is all over with us, but what is to come hereafter?”
”What is to come hereafter? That is easy enough to foretell;” said Georges quietly, ”the universal dominion of the Caprianis!”
”You do Capriani by far too much honour,” rejoined Truyn.
”Do not be too sure,” said Sempaly, ”he is more dangerous than you imagine. It makes me fairly shudder to see how he encroaches upon us, how he hates us, and how much mischief he can do us.”
”I wish I knew how he contrived to sc.r.a.pe together so much money in so short a time,” sighed Pistasch plaintively.
”I have heard that like Sulla, and various other great men, he owes his rapid success to the fostering protection of the other s.e.x;--they say he has had immense good fortune in that direction, and in spheres where it was least to be expected,” said Sempaly.
”What! such a low cad as he!” The elegant Pistasch shrugged his shoulders incredulously.
”Well--” Sempaly gazed into s.p.a.ce in a characteristic way; then still twirling his moustache he said with a melancholy cynicism all his own: ”There are certain clumsy night-moths who are strangely skilled in brus.h.i.+ng the dew from weary flowers in sultry nights.”
Oswald, who had been bestowing but a languid attention upon the conversation, now exclaimed angrily, ”I detest such vague imputations,--no one has any right to sully the fame of a number of unknown women by a suspicion that--that--” Confused by Sempaly's surprised, searching glance, he stopped short.