Her most immediate1 wish was to be far away from the towers of Copenhagen and the meadows of Tjele, from Erik Grubbe and Aunt Rigitze. She waved the wand once, and lo! she was carried by wheel and keel, over water and way, from the land of Sj?land to Lübeck town. Her whole retinue2 consisted of the maid Lucie, whom she had persuaded her aunt to let her have, and a trader’s coachman from Aarhus, for the real outfitting3 for her trip was to be done at Lübeck.
It was Sti H?gh who had put into her head the idea of travelling, and in doing so, he had hinted that he might himself leave the country to seek his fortune abroad, and had offered his services as courier. Summoned by a letter from Copenhagen, he arrived in Lübeck a fortnight after Marie, and at once began to make himself useful by attending to the preparations necessary for so long a journey.
In her secret heart, Marie had hoped to be a benefactor4 to poor Sti H?gh. She meant to use some of her wealth to lighten his expenses on the trip and in France, until it should appear whether some other fountain would well in his behalf. But when poor Sti H?gh came, he surprised her by being splendidly attired5, excellently mounted, attended by two magnificent grooms6, and altogether looking as if his purse by no means needed to be swelled7 by her gold. - 186 - More astonishing yet was the change in his state of mind. He seemed lively, even merry. In the past, he had always looked as if he were marching with stately step in his own funeral procession, but now he trod the floor with the air of a man who owned half the world and had the other half coming to him. In the old days, there had always been something of the plucked fowl8 about him, but now he seemed like an eagle, with spreading plumage and sharp eyes hinting of still sharper claws.
Marie at first thought the change was due to his relief in casting behind him past worries and his hope of winning a future worth while, but when he had been with her several days, and had not opened his lips to one of the love-sick, dispirited words she knew so well, she began to believe he had conquered his passion and now, in the sense of proudly setting his heel on the head of the dragon love, felt free and strong and master of his own fate. She grew quite curious to know whether she had guessed aright, and thought, with a slight feeling of pique9, that the more she saw of Sti H?gh, the less she knew him.
This impression was confirmed by a talk she had with Lucie. The two were walking in the large hall which formed a part of every Lübeck house, serving as entry and living-room, as playground for the children and the scene of the chief household labors10, besides being used sometimes for dining-room and storehouse. This particular hall was intended chiefly for warm weather, and was furnished only with a long white-scoured deal table, some heavy wooden chairs, and an old cupboard. At the farther end, some boards had been put up for shelves, and there cabbages lay in long rows over red mounds11 of carrots and bristling12 bunches of horse-radish. The outer door was wide open and showed - 187 - the wet, glistening13 street, where the rain splashed in shining rivulets14.
Marie Grubbe and Lucie were both dressed to go out, the former in a fur-bordered cloak of broadcloth, the latter in a cape15 of gray russet. They were pacing the red brick floor with quick, firm little steps as though trying to keep their feet warm while waiting for the rain to stop.
“Pray, d’you think it’s a safe travelling companion you’ve got?” asked Lucie.
“Sti H?gh? Safe enough, I suppose. Why not?”
“Faith, I hope he won’t lose himself on the way, that’s all.”
“Lose himself?”
“Ay, among the German maidens—or the Dutch, for the matter of that. You know ’tis said of him his heart is made of such fiery16 stuff, it bursts into flame at the least flutter of a petticoat.”
“Who’s taken you to fools’ market with such fables17?”
“Merciful! Did you never hear that? Your own brother-in-law? Who’d have thought that could be news to you! Why, I’d as lief have thought to tell you the week had seven days.”
“Come, come, what ails18 you to-day? You run on as if you’d had Spanish wine for breakfast.”
“One of us has, that’s plain. Pray have you never heard tell of Ermegaard Lynow?”
“Never.”
“Then ask Sti H?gh if he should chance to know her. And name to him Jydte Krag and Christence Rud and Edele Hansdaughter and Lene Poppings if you like. He might happen to know some fables, as you call it, about them all.”
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Marie stopped and looked long and fixedly19 through the open door at the rain. “Perhaps you know,” she said, as she resumed her walk, “perhaps you know some of these fables, so that you can tell them.”
“Belike I do.”
“Concerning Ermegaard Lynow?”
“Concerning her in particular.”
“Well, let’s have it.”
“Why, it had to do with one of the H?ghs—Sti, I think his name was—tall, red-haired, pale—”
“Thanks, but all that I know already.”
“And do you know about the poison, too?”
“Nay, nothing.”
“Nor the letter?”
“What letter?”
“Faugh, ’tis such an ugly story!”
“Out with it!”
“Why, this H?gh was a very good friend,—this happened before he was married,—and he was the very best of friends with Ermegaard Lynow. She had the longest hair of any lady—she could well-nigh walk on it, and she was red and white and pretty as a doll, but he was harsh and barbarous to her, they said, as if she’d been an unruly staghound and not the gentle creature she was, and the more inhumanly21 he used her, the more she loved him. He might have beaten her black and blue—and belike he did—she would have kissed him for it. To think that one person can be so bewitched by another, it’s horrible! But then he got tired of her and never even looked at her, for he was in love with some one else, and Mistress Ermegaard wept and came nigh breaking her heart and dying of grief, but still she lived, though forsooth it wasn’t much of a life. - 189 - At last she couldn’t bear it any longer, and when she saw Sti H?gh riding past, so they said, she ran out after him, and followed alongside of his horse for a mile, and he never so much as drew rein22 nor listened to her crying and pleading, but rode on all the faster and left her. That was too much for her, and so she took deadly poison and wrote Sti H?gh that she did it for him, and she would never stand in his way, all that she asked was that he would come and see her before she died.”
“And then?”
“Why, God knows if it’s true what people say, for if it is, he’s the wickedest body and soul hell is waiting for. They say he wrote back that his love would have been the best physic for her, but as he had none to give her, he’d heard that milk and white onions were likewise good, and he’d advise her to take some. That’s what he said. Now, what do you think of that? Could anything be more inhuman20?”
“And Mistress Ermegaard?”
“Mistress Ermegaard?”
“Ay, what of her?”
“Well, no thanks to him, but she hadn’t taken enough poison to kill her, though she was so sick and wretched, they thought she’d never be well again.”
“Poor little lamb!” said Marie, laughing.
Almost every day in the time that followed brought some change in Marie’s conception of Sti H?gh and her relation to him. Sti was no dreamer, that was plain from the forethought and resourcefulness he displayed in coping with the innumerable difficulties of the journey. It was evident, too, that in manners and mind he was far above even the most distinguished23 of the noblemen they met on their way. - 190 - What he said was always new and interesting and different; he seemed to have a shortcut24, known only to himself, to an understanding of men and affairs, and Marie was impressed by the audacious scorn with which he owned his belief in the power of the beast in man and the scarcity25 of gold amid the dross26 of human nature. With cold, passionless eloquence27 he tried to show her how little consistency28 there was in man, how incomprehensible and uncomprehended, how weak-kneed and fumbling29 and altogether the sport of circumstance, that which was noble and that which was base fought for ascendancy30 in his soul. The fervor31 with which he expounded32 this seemed to her great and fascinating, and she began to believe that rarer gifts and greater powers had been given him than usually fell to the lot of mortals. She bowed down in admiration33, almost in worship, before the tremendous force she imagined him possessed34 of. Yet withal there lurked35 in her soul a still small doubt, which was never shaped into a definite thought, but hovered36 as an instinctive37 feeling, whispering that perhaps his power was a power that threatened and raged, that coveted38 and desired, but never swooped39 down, never took hold.
In Lohendorf, about three miles from Vechta, there was an old inn near the highway, and there Marie and her travelling companions sought shelter an hour or two after sundown.
In the evening, when the coachmen and grooms had gone to bed in the outhouses, Marie and Sti H?gh were sitting at the little red painted table before the great stove in a corner of the tap-room, chatting with two rather oafish40 Oldenborg noblemen. Lucie was knitting and looking on from - 191 - her place at the end of a bench where she sat leaning against the edge of the long table running underneath41 the windows. A tallow dip, in a yellow earthenware42 candlestick on the gentlefolk’s table, cast a sleepy light over their faces, and woke greasy43 reflections in a row of pewter plates ranged above the stove. Marie had a small cup of warm wine before her, Sti H?gh a larger one, while the two Oldenborgers were sharing a huge pot of ale, which they emptied again and again, and which was as often filled by the slovenly44 drawer, who lounged on the goose-bench at the farther end of the room.
Marie and Sti H?gh would both have preferred to go to bed, for the two rustic45 noblemen were not very stimulating46 company, and no doubt they would have gone, had not the bedrooms been icy cold and the disadvantages of heating them even worse than the cold, as they found when the innkeeper brought in the braziers, for the peat in that part of the country was so saturated47 with sulphur that no one who was not accustomed to it could breathe where it was burning.
The Oldenborgers were not merry, for they saw that they were in very fine company, and tried hard to make their conversation as elegant as possible; but as the ale gained power over them, the rein they had kept on themselves grew slacker and slacker, and was at last quite loose. Their language took on a deeper local color, their playfulness grew massive, and their questions impudent48.
As the jokes became coarser and more insistent49, Marie stirred uneasily, and Sti’s eyes asked across the table whether they should not retire. Just then the fairer of the two strangers made a gross insinuation. Sti gave him a frown and a threatening look, but this only egged him on, and he repeated - 192 - his foul50 jest in even plainer terms, whereupon Sti promised that at one more word of the same kind he would get the pewter cup in his head.
At that moment, Lucie brought her knitting up to the table to look for a dropped stitch, and the other Oldenborger availed himself of the chance to catch her round the waist, force her down on his knee, and imprint51 a sounding kiss on her lips.
This bold action fired the fair man, and he put his arm around Marie Grubbe’s neck.
In the same second, Sti’s goblet52 hit him in the forehead with such force and such sureness of aim that he sank down on the floor with a deep grunt53.
The next moment, Sti and the dark man were grappling in the middle of the floor, while Marie and her maid fled to a corner.
The drawer jumped up from the goose-bench, bellowed54 something out at one door, ran to the other and bolted it with a two-foot iron bar, just as some one else could be heard putting the latch55 on the postern. It was a custom in the inn to lock all doors as soon as a fight began, so no one could come from outside and join in the fracas56, but this was the only step for the preservation57 of peace that the inn-people took. As soon as the doors were closed, they would sneak58 off to bed; for he who has seen nothing can testify to nothing.
Since neither party to the fight was armed, the affair had to be settled with bare fists, and Sti and the dark man stood locked together, wrestling and cursing. They dragged each other back and forth59, turned in slow, tortuous60 circles, stood each other up against walls and doors, caught each other’s arms, wrenched61 themselves loose, bent62 and writhed63, each - 193 - with his chin in the other’s shoulder. At last they tumbled down on the floor, Sti on top. He had knocked his adversary’s head heavily two or three times against the cold clay floor, when suddenly he felt his own neck in the grip of two powerful hands. It was the fair man, who had picked himself up.
Sti choked, his throat rattled64, he turned giddy, and his limbs relaxed. The dark man wound his legs around him and pulled him down by the shoulders, the other still clutched his throat and dug his knees into his sides.
Marie shrieked65 and would have rushed to his aid, but Lucie had thrown her arms around her mistress and held her in such a convulsive grip that she could not stir.
Sti was on the point of fainting, when suddenly, with one last effort of his strength, he threw himself forward, knocking the head of the dark man against the floor. The fingers of the fair man slipped from his throat, opening the way for a bit of air. Sti bounded up with all his force, hurled66 himself at the fair man, threw him down, bent over the fallen man in a fury, but in the same instant got a kick in the pit of the stomach that almost felled him. He caught the ankle of the foot that kicked him; with the other hand he grasped the boot-top, lifted the leg, and broke it over his outstretched thigh67, until the bones cracked in the boot, and the fair man sank down in a swoon. The dark man, who lay staring at the scene, still dizzy from the blows in his head, gave vent68 to a yell of agony as if he had himself been the maltreated one, and crawled under the shelter of the bench beneath the windows. With that the fight was ended.
The latent savagery69 which this encounter had called out in Sti had a strange and potent70 effect on Marie. That night, when she laid her head on the pillow, she told herself that - 194 - she loved him, and when Sti, perceiving a change in her eyes and manner that boded71 good for him, begged for her love, a few days later, he got the answer he longed for.
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