"My dear boy,the table was cleared half an hour ago.But I persuaded our sour-tempered old housekeeper to keep something hot for you.You won't find Keller very amiable to-night,David.He was upset,to begin with,by writing that remonstrance to your aunt--and then your absence annoyed him.'This is treating our house like an hotel;I won't allow anybody to take such liberties with us.'Yes!that was really what he said of you.
He was so cross,poor fellow,that I left him,and went out for a stroll on the bridge.And met my fate,"added poor Mr.Engelman,in the saddest tones I had ever heard fall from his lips.
My reception at the house was a little chilly.
"I have written my mind plainly to your aunt,"said Mr.Keller;"you will probably be recalled to London by return of post.In the meantime,on the next occasion when you spend the evening out,be so obliging as to leave word to that effect with one of the servants."The crabbed old housekeeper (known in the domestic circle as Mother Barbara)had her fling at me next.She set down the dish which she had kept hot for me,with a bang that tried the resisting capacity of the porcelain severely.
"I've done it this once,"she said."Next time you're late,you and the dog can sup together."The next day,I wrote to my aunt,and also to Fritz,knowing how anxious he must be to hear from me.
To tell him the whole truth would probably have been to bring him to Frankfort as fast as sailing-vessels and horses could carry him.All Icould venture to say was,that I had found the lost trace of Minna and her mother,and that I had every reason to believe there was no cause to feel any present anxiety about them.I added that I might be in a position to forward a letter secretly,if it would comfort him to write to his sweetheart.
In making this offer,I was,no doubt,encouraging my friend to disobey the plain commands which his father had laid on him.
But,as the case stood,I had really no other alternative.With Fritz's temperament,it would have been simply impossible to induce him to remain in London,unless his patience was sustained in my absence by a practical concession of some kind.In the interests of peace,then--and I must own in the interests of the pretty and interesting Minna as well--I consented to become a medium for correspondence,on the purely Jesuitical principle that the end justified the means.I had promised to let Minna know of it when I wrote to Fritz.My time being entirely at my own disposal,until the vexed question of the employment of women was settled between Mr.
Keller and my aunt,I went to the widow's lodgings,after putting my letters in the post.
Having made Minna happy in the anticipation of hearing from Fritz,I had leisure to notice an old china punch-bowl on the table,filled to overflowing with magnificent flowers.To anyone who knew Mr.Engelman as well as I did,the punch-bowl suggested serious considerations.He,who forbade the plucking of a single flower on ordinary occasions,must,with his own hands,have seriously damaged the appearance of his beautiful garden.
"What splendid flowers!"I said,feeling my way cautiously."Mr.Engelman himself might be envious of such a nosegay as that."The widow's heavy eyelids drooped lower for a moment,in unconcealed contempt for my simplicity.
"Do you really think you can mystify _me?"_she asked ironically."Mr.
Engelman has done more than send the flowers--he has written me a too-flattering note.And I,"she said,glancing carelessly at the mantelpiece,on which a letter was placed,"have written the necessary acknowledgment.It would be absurd to stand on ceremony with the harmless old gentleman who met us on the bridge.How fat he is!and what a wonderful pipe he carries--almost as fat as himself!"Alas for Mr.Engelman!I could not resist saying a word in his favor--she spoke of him with such cruelly sincere contempt.
"Though he only saw you for a moment,"I said,"he is your ardent admirer already.""Is he indeed?"She was so utterly indifferent to Mr.Engelman's admiration that she could hardly take the trouble to make that commonplace reply.The next moment she dismissed the subject."So you have written to Fritz?"she went on."Have you also written to your aunt?""Yes,by the same post."
"Mainly on business,no doubt?Is it indiscreet to ask if you slipped in a little word about the hopes that I associate with Mrs.Wagner's arrival at Frankfort?"This seemed to give me a good opportunity of moderating her "hopes,"in mercy to her daughter and to herself.
"I thought it undesirable to mention the subject--for the present,at least,"I answered."There is a serious difference of opinion between Mrs.Wagner and Mr.Keller,on a subject connected with the management of the office here.I say serious,because they are both equally firm in maintaining their convictions.Mr.Keller has written to my aunt by yesterday's post;and I fear it may end in an angry correspondence between them."I saw that I had startled her.She suddenly drew her chair close to mine.
"Do you think the correspondence will delay your aunt's departure from England?"she asked.
"On the contrary.My aunt is a very resolute person,and it may hasten her departure.But I am afraid it will indispose her to ask any favors of Mr.Keller,or to associate herself with his personal concerns.Any friendly intercourse between them will indeed be impossible,if she asserts her authority as head-partner,and forces him to submit to a woman in a matter of business."She sank back in her chair."I understand."she said faintly.
While we had been talking,Minna had walked to the window,and had remained there looking out.She suddenly turned round as her mother spoke.
"Mamma!the landlady's little boy has just gone out.Shall I tap at the window and call him back?"The widow roused herself with an effort."What for,my love?"she asked,absently.
