Название: On the Heights
Автор: Auerbach Berthold
Издательство: Bookwire
Жанр: Языкознание
isbn: 4064066174040
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"Can't I go somewhere to wash my face and dress my hair?" asked she.
"Of course. Doctor Gunther has given orders that you should."
"I don't need orders for everything I do!" said Walpurga, defiantly.
Mademoiselle Kramer wanted to have her maid dress Walpurga's hair. But Walpurga would not allow it.
"No stranger's hand shall touch my head," said she.
And after a little while she presented a tidy and almost cheerful appearance.
"There, now I'll go to the queen," said she. "How do you address her?"
"'Your majesty,' or, 'most gracious madam.'"
"In the prayers at church they call her the 'country's mother,'" said Walpurga, "and I like that far better. That's a glorious, beautiful name. If it were mine, no one should take it from me. And now I'll go to the queen."
"No! you must wait. You will be sent for."
"That'll suit me just as well. But I want to ask a favor of you. Call me 'Du'."1
"Quite willingly, if the first lady of the bedchamber does not object."
"And so nothing can be done here without asking leave. But now we've done talking, let's be quiet. Ah, yes! there's one thing more. Whose picture is that hanging up there?"
"The queen's."
"Is that the queen? Oh, how lovely! But she's very young."
"Yes, she's only eighteen years old."
Walpurga gazed at the picture for a long while. Then, turning away from it, she sank on her knees beside the great chair, folded her hands and softly whispered a paternoster.
Walpurga was still kneeling, when a knock at the door was heard. A lackey entered and said:
"Her majesty has sent for his royal highness's nurse."
Walpurga arose and followed the servant. Mademoiselle Kramer accompanying them.
CHAPTER X.
Preceded by a servant bearing a lantern, they passed through the long, narrow, brilliantly lighted passage and ascending a staircase, reached the gallery of the royal chapel. There were cushioned chairs for the court. Walpurga looked down into the vast, dark hall. There was no light except that in the altar lamp, the rays of which faintly illumined the image of the Virgin.
"Thou art everywhere!" said Walpurga, half aloud, while she looked down into the dark church and saluted the Madonna with the Child, as familiarly as if greeting an intimate friend. A dim sense of the divine attributes of maternity, as glorified in ages of song and picture, prayer and sacrifice, filled her soul. She nodded to the picture once again, and then walked on. As uncertain of her steps as if walking on glass, she went through the throne-room, and the great ball-room. Then they passed through other apartments which, though evidently intended for more domestic uses, were without doors and were separated from each other by heavy double hangings. At last they descended a wide marble staircase with a golden balustrade. It was well-lighted and carpeted. Here there were servants and guards. They entered other apartments, which were filled with people, who paused in their eager conversation to glance at Walpurga, In the third room, Dr. Gunther advanced toward her. Taking her by the hand, he led her up to a gentleman who was attired in a brilliant uniform and wore the crosses and medals of many orders.
"This is his majesty, the king," said he.
"I know him; I've seen him before," replied Walpurga. "My father rowed him across the lake, and so did my Hansei, too."
"Then, as we have known each other so long, let us improve our acquaintance," replied the king. "And now go to the queen; but be careful not to agitate her."
He dismissed her with a gracious inclination of the head and, accompanied by Doctor Gunther and Countess Brinkenstein, whom they found in attendance, she passed through several other rooms, the heavy carpets of which deadened the sounds of their footsteps.
"Be careful not to agitate her." The words greatly troubled Walpurga. Why should she provoke the queen to anger? for that was the only meaning she could take from the word.
Although she did not know what they meant by the word, her being pushed hither and thither, up and down, through passages and rooms without number, encountering the glances of the courtiers by the way and, at last, receiving the king's warning, had had the effect of agitating her.
At last she stood at the threshold of a green apartment that appeared to her like an enchanted room, hollowed out of some vast emerald. A lamp with a green glass shade hung from the ceiling, and shed a soft, fairy-like light on the room and its inmates. And there on the large, canopied bed, with the glittering crown overhead, lay the queen.
Walpurga held her breath; a soft glow illumined the face of her who lay there.
"Have you come?" asked a gentle voice.
"Yes, my queen, God greet you! Just keep yourself quiet and cheerful. All has gone well with you, thank God!"
With these words, Walpurga advanced toward the bedside, and would not suffer Doctor Gunther nor Countess Brinkenstein to keep her back. She offered her hand to the queen. And thus two hands--one hardened by toil and rough as the bark of a tree, the other as soft as the petal of a lily--clasped each other.
"I thank you for having come. Were you glad to do so?"
"I was glad to come, but sorry to leave home."
"You surely love your child and your husband with all your heart."
"I'm my husband's wife, and my child's mother."
"And your mother nurses your child and cares for it with a loving heart?" inquired the queen.
"The idea!" replied Walpurga.
The queen did not seem to know that her answer meant: "That's a matter of course," and she therefore asked: "Do you understand me?"
"Yes, indeed; I understand German," replied Walpurga. "But Your Majesty shouldn't speak so much. God willing, we'll be together in happiness for many days to come. We'll arrange everything when we can look into each other's eyes in broad daylight, and I'll do all I can to please you and the child. I've got over my homesickness and now I must do my duty. I'll be a good nurse to your child; don't let that worry you. And now, good-night! Sleep well, and let nothing trouble you. And now let me see our child."
"Breath of my breath, it lies here, sleeping by my side. How infinite is God's grace, how marvelous are his works!"
Walpurga felt that some one was pulling at her dress, and hastily said:
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