When the doctor was gone she insisted on being lifted up and placed as usual in the window. Evelina was surprised at the energy she showed in all her movements, and the weary time of her dressing4 went on with fewer sighs than usual.
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It was not until she was actually seated in her old chair in the embrasure that she seemed for the first time to realize the terrible trouble that had come upon her friends in the house opposite. She had been so busy thinking of her father and of the letter which was to go to him, that she had not taken in all the sorrow that had fallen on the town and its inhabitants; but she could not sit long at the window this morning and not see or hear something of it. It seemed to her, after a little time, that all the people in Edelsheim were weeping.
There were women standing5 at Madam Adler's door wringing6 their hands, and others with aprons7 to their eyes sobbing8. Many of them had slips of paper in their hands which they gazed at every moment, and then burst out crying afresh. Even the policeman, as he passed down the street opposite, had tears in his eyes, and as he tried to smile up at her window Violet saw how they fell on the breast of his coat.
"What are they all crying for in the street below?" she asked plaintively9, as Evelina came out of the inner room and sat down in the window seat opposite her: "is Fritz's father so very, very ill, or what is it?"
"It is not only for him they are weeping, poor creatures," cried Evelina, gazing earnestly after the[Pg 183] policeman, who was slowly pacing down the street with his head bent10 upon his chest. "They have all suffered, poor souls. There is not one in Edelsheim that has not lost a friend, or a brother, a father, or a husband, or a lover. The regiment11 was in the very front of the battle, and the men were mowed12 down like grass; at least so the paper says."
"What paper?"
"The newspaper: but the doctor said thou wert on no account to see it; indeed I ought not to speak to thee of such things at all, only one must answer plain questions when they are put to one.—Oh, here comes the little Ella and her brother; they are crossing the street, and they will bring thee all the news."
Violet turned quickly round, for her eyes had been fixed13 with an ever increasing horror on Evelina's face, and now she just caught a glimpse of Ella's fair hair floating behind her as she passed under the overhanging eaves of the window.
In a moment more both children had burst into the room, Ella a little in advance of Fritz, who was quite breathless and red in his endeavours to keep pace with her, and had his hand tightly locked in the gathers of her dress, by which he vainly tried to hold her back.
"Hast thou heard, Violet?" cried Ella, her voice[Pg 184] raised almost to a scream as she endeavoured to be the first to tell the news,—"hast thou heard that father has lost his leg, one whole leg? It is quite true: first they shot it off, and then they cut it off, and now he is in the hospital. And the policeman's son has both his arms shot off him; and the father of the orange-girl is dead, and she was screaming all the morning on the steps of the chapel14, and no oranges in her basket at all."
"Silence, you little dunderhead," cried Fritz, shaking Ella so violently by her skirt that she was forced for a moment to pause and resent his rudeness; "did not mother tell thee this morning that thou wert not to frighten Violet with all these stories?"
"But are they true?" asked Violet eagerly.
"Yes, quite true," echoed Ella.
Violet still looked towards Fritz for confirmation15.
"Yes, they are quite true," he said gravely; "but thy father is safe. Mother said so; she had a telegram from him this morning."
"A telegram?"
"Well, yes. A message to say father was going on well, and to give thee his love."
"His love," echoed Violet in a whisper.
"And loads and loads of people are dead," continued Ella, who had not half exhausted16 her store of[Pg 185] news; "and the little man who used to sell the peppermint17 sticks has had his whole head blown off. His wife says it is not a bit true, and she wanted to go off in a cart this morning to look for him, only the doctor would not let her. Mother said the poor woman's head was gone; so then, you see, they would neither of them have heads, I suppose; and would not that be rather funny, Violet?"
Evelina tittered a little, and went into the next room to hide her laughter; but Fritz grew very red, and said angrily, "The little donkey! she does not know what she talks about, only picking up what other people say."
"I don't pick up what other people say. I heard every word, and lots more," rejoined Ella stoutly18; but still she blushed at Fritz's reproof19, and shuffled20 her shoulders along the wall uneasily.
"And is thy father very sick? will he come home soon?" asked Violet, whose face and lips had been gradually whitening as the children's talk went on.
"Ah, that I cannot tell thee. Mother says it will be a long time before he can move at all, and then he will have to get crutches21."
"And must he always walk with crutches, always, always?" asked Violet, whose mind was only gradually opening up to all the sadness of the occasion.
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"Yes, always," replied Fritz; "for, of course, he could not walk on one leg."
"I can hop22 on one leg," observed Ella from the corner into which she had been gradually retreating. "This morning, when I heard all about father, I hopped23 six times up and down the kitchen and never put my hand on anything."
"And can thy father never bake any more bread, nor stand any more at the door in the evening and kiss hands up to me?"
"That I do not know. He will stand, perhaps, in the bakery and look on; and then, thou knowest, he can have a chair put down in the doorway24, and he can see thee from there.—O Ella, canst thou not keep still?"
For Ella had now emerged from her corner near the stove, and with the handle of the little stove-brush planted under her arm, was prancing25 up and down the floor with one leg drawn26 up behind her and the other coming down at intervals27 with tremendous thumps28 on the floor.
"Do keep still," cried Fritz again.
But Ella, who had sat all day long silent and miserable29 in the house opposite, was now flushed with the excitement of freedom both of limb and speech, and up and down the room she hopped and bounded[Pg 187] with glowing cheeks and flying hair, crying out, "See how I can hop!" until at last the brush-stick slipped with a sudden jerk from under her arm, and she came crash down on the floor on her face.
"Ha, ha! that comes from pretending to have only one leg," shouted Fritz, half laughing himself at the catastrophe30. But when he picked up poor Ella and found that her lip was cut and swelled31, and her little fat elbow all scraped and bleeding, too, he carried her over in his arms to a chair and kissed her a hundred times. It was all, however, of no avail. Ella, it is true, made no sound whatever for a moment or two, and Violet, quite terrified, leaned forward in her chair anxiously.
But Ella was only waiting to recover her breath: her nerves had been strained to the highest pitch, poor child, and now with almost a convulsive struggle a piercing cry burst forth32, loud and long, and terrifying to hear. Evelina came rushing out of the inner room, and snatching the child from Fritz's arms, without listening to explanation or remonstrance33, she carried her down the stairs and quickly across the street to her mother. Fritz sprang up to follow, but looking round at Violet's pale face, he paused and hesitated.
"I will stay with thee till she comes back," he said[Pg 188] comfortingly, and he returned and stood by her side, though his lips and hands trembled with the passion he strove to repress.
They could hear poor Ella's cries all the way up the stairs and long after she entered the little sitting-room34 opposite. They saw her mother take her upon her knee, and press her head against her bosom35, and dry her eyes softly with her handkerchief, and wipe the blood from her lip. And then Fritz saw Evelina come out of the door again; but she did not cross the street or look up at their window as he expected she would do, but instead she walked for some distance along the narrow pavement until she met the policeman, who was slowly returning on his beat.
"Pah!" cried Fritz, shooting out his lips with a motion of the supremest contempt, "she is a sly old fox, and I hate her."
"Whom?" asked Violet, whose mind had wandered far away, and whose hand was resting wearily on the cover of her mother's Bible.
"Evelina," cried Fritz stoutly; "she is a vain old chattering36 pea-hen."
"Ah no, thou must not say so, Fritz."
"Why not? she does not care one straw for thee."
"Yes, yes, she does; she has told me such lovely things."
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"What about?"
"Ah, about a poor sick boy. It was not a fairy tale; it was quite true. He was a poor little hunchback like me, and God gave him wings, beautiful silver wings; and some one threw a stone at him, and all at once he stretched out his wings, and angels came to meet him, and he went right up to heaven;—and this story is true."
Fritz coloured violently and made no reply. He looked a moment into Violet's eyes and then gazed nervously37 aside. Presently he came over to her chair and put his arm round her neck.
"No, no, it is not true," he cried in a sudden anguish38; "it must not be true; I do not want thee to have wings. Thou must get well. I do not want thee to die and go away and leave me."
"To die?" said Violet with a little gasp39; "ah no, I do not want to die; only mother said when I had wings I should have no more pain and no more tears. And now thou art crying, Fritz, and I do not like to see it."
"Then thou hadst better take up thy cap and go away," said Evelina somewhat sharply from the doorway; "we have had tears enough in this room for one day."
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Fritz rose up proudly and took his cap from the table at the foot of the bed.
"And when thou talkest to the policeman next time," continued Evelina in the same unpleasant tone, "thou mayest find some other subject more interesting to him than to talk about me, and tell tales of—"
"I told no tales," cried Fritz hotly; "he asked me wert thou very good to his little friend Violet, that was all."
"Well, and what didst thou say?"
"I said nothing; I did not answer him. I went into the house and shut the door."
"That was the most unkind thing thou couldst have done. It was worse than telling tales."
"I will be kinder next time," cried Fritz with a sudden spirit; "I will tell him everything."
"Thou hast nothing to tell," screamed Evelina down the staircase.
"Ha, ha!" laughed Fritz; "ask the looking-glass,—it sees more of thee than any one else."
"Little villain41! he shall not see much more of us," said Evelina angrily, as she shut the door and came back into the room. "The children at Gützberg would not dare to speak to me like that; they have better manners.—Wilt thou have thy dinner now?" she[Pg 191] added more quietly, as she caught the look of weary pain and deep distress42 on Violet's face.
"No, thank you; I could not eat, I am so tired; please let me go back to bed."
Evelina undressed the child in silence; she was not cross, but her cheeks burned and she seemed engrossed43 in her own thoughts.
Violet was not long in bed before she fell asleep. She was very tired, and she slept heavily. When she woke again the afternoon was almost spent and the room was empty. She raised herself a little on her pillows and looked about her. The door of the inner room was slightly ajar, and she leaned forward to see if any one was there. She could just catch a glimpse of Evelina's figure. She was standing opposite the mirror and was trying something on her head.
At this moment Evelina turned round quickly, and catching45 a glimpse of the child's face, she shut the door with a snap.
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