The horses trampled1 in the gateway2 and the servants ran up and down the carpeted stairs. The great drawing-rooms streamed with lights and flowers and music and the floor was filled with dancers.
It was a wealth and splendor3 even greater than in the old days, for now the master of the house was a more lavish4 host than he had ever been before. He could never have things fine enough, luxurious5 enough. He saw to everything, was everywhere and moved among his guests so that they could see that he delighted in them.
[285]The entertainments at Cordt’s house became legendary6. And all that were rich and beautiful and noble and intelligent came when he invited them and came gratefully and were glad to stay.
The men gathered close about the lady of the house, who was charming in her white gown, with her white hair.
Those who had paid her their homage7 in the old days raised their grey heads when she passed them and followed her tall figure with a gleam of their youthful fire in their eyes. And those who were now young wondered when they heard the old ones tell that she was once a thousand times prettier.
Or not prettier, perhaps. But such that every man on whom her eyes fell was, from that moment, hers and that every glance she vouchsafed8 was remembered for all time.
Now she was more remote in her smiles.[286] Her glance was deeper, but it was as though it did not see. Her red mouth no longer promised happiness as it used to. Any one would think it a happiness to win her. But no one would believe it possible.
And, while they saw her thus in the light of their youth, they wondered what could have happened in the years that had passed and why the house had so long been closed and why it had now so suddenly opened its doors wide to the world which holds revel9 daily.
They asked her to sing. And, as she sat at the piano and looked through the room with her great, strange eyes, the old friends of the house remembered the glowing songs of her youth, which had set their blood aflame as she exulted11 and wept in them with desire and love.
But now, when she sang, the young[287] ones listened, enraptured12 with her voice, which was so bright and so clear and so wonderfully still:
The wildest water on earth to-day
(God grant me His grace consoling!)
But whither and whence they alone can say
Who first set its wild waves rolling.
For no ship ever its tideway knew,
Its marge bore never a blossom.
And never a bird from the beaches flew,
And never a mirrored star it drew
(God shield me in all disaster!)
When a man has rent like a rag in twain
Being never his fortune’s master.
There was a brief silence when she ceased. Then they crowded round her in admiration19 and with endless requests for more.
[288]Fru Adelheid rose. She talked and smiled and thanked them. But her glance wandered far beyond all these people, who meant nothing to her, to Cordt, who stood at the far end of the room and was talking to some one and did not see her and had not heard her.
He did not take his eyes off her and strange thoughts hurried through his head. He now understood what had happened in this house. He knew why Fru Adelheid had come to him so seldom, lately, in the old room. Why she had sat so silent, steeped in distant thoughts ... why her glance had been so uncertain and so timid, her words so wavering, her hand so slack in his.
And he felt that the last bond was broken that bound him to mankind.
He had lost his mother, now that he[289] was pushing hardest towards her. When she came to him now, it was Cordt she looked for. Were he to go to her now and lie down before her with his cheek on her hand, as he had so often done, she would lift him up and bid him go out into the world and live.
He had a feeling as though he had been betrayed, but, at the same time, he wept with her in his heart. He looked at his father and thought how much more of a man he was than she suspected in her poor, tardy22 repentance23. He looked at his mother and felt a curious loving contempt for her ... such as men feel for a woman who comes to them and begs for something a thousand times less important than what she once possessed24 and despised.
Then he had to go into the crowd of people, who offered him their smiles and asked for his.
[290]And so strong was the feeling of loneliness in him that he mingled25 readily with the guests of the house and was more cheerful than usual and more talkative.
He was as pleased to move about these bright rooms as elsewhere, because he was no longer at home anywhere. He might just as well exchange a few words with these smartly-dressed ladies and gentlemen, since he had to talk and since he could no longer tell any one what was passing within him and since no one could tell him what he wanted to hear.
The women crowded round him as the men did round Fru Adelheid. They wound a circle of white arms and bright eyes round the young heir of the house, who was so pale and so handsome and such that women longed for that which he did not show. They met him with charming, flattering words and smiled upon him and he did not hear the[291] words and broke through the circle without a trouble and without a sigh.
The men offered him their friendship and he shook their hands and talked to them and went away and forgot their faces. Cordt found him in every corner, where he had hidden for a moment without intending to or thinking about it, and carried him smilingly and teasingly and jestingly into the throng26. And he smiled to his father and went with him and remained always alone.
He saw himself and only himself. He seized upon every thought that arose in him and discussed it as if it had been thought by another. He contemplated27 every mood that welled up in his soul as if he had read it in a book.
He climbed high up the peaks upon which men cannot live ... the peaks whence they topple down one day or where they perish in the bright frost. For[292] there is no sound up there and no air, no day and no paths. Only light and always light.
But, when it happened that Cordt’s glance fell upon him, without his knowing it, the loneliness was suddenly extinguished in his soul.
Then he knew who he was and where he was and the pain of life gnawed28 into his soul. For he constantly read the eternal, hopeless, fond question in his father’s eyes. He realized what he had forgotten, that the house was making holiday for his sake and his sake alone. Every strain that sounded, every rose that blushed, every pretty woman who moved across the floor: they were all his father’s servants, who came to him with message after message that life’s banquet was served if he would but take his seat at the board and drain its golden cup.
Then he thought sadly of his tranquil,[293] beautiful mother, who had gone from him, out into life, which did not touch him. How good it would have been if they could sit together now and talk and be silent, while the fountain rippled29 in the square and the queer things in the old room whispered their strange and mighty30 legend!
It would have been good for him. And good for her, he thought. And best of all, perhaps, for Cordt, who did not see her.
His thoughts gathered in love for Cordt, who was struggling to the death in his hopeless fight. He felt as though his father were a hero in the wars and wished that he were his meanest page to buckle31 on his armor for him and bathe his wounds and sit beside him with his lute32, when he would sleep.
[294]It fell heavily and harshly as though it were striking angrily at the guests’ heels. It grated its hinges long and shook its bolts as though it thought of never opening again, but of shutting out the world for ever from that old house, in which no light could drive away the increasing gloom, no joyous34 trumpets35 drown the hoarse36 voices that threatened in the corners.
Then they sat together for a while longer, they three who dwelt in the house, and talked with empty words and empty eyes.
Fru Adelheid it was who first ceased, because her thoughts were the strongest. And Finn it was who said the most ... as though to expiate37 the fault that oppressed him.
But it was Cordt who was bitterest in his care, while indifferent words passed between those who stood as close together[295] as it was possible for mortals to stand and who feared the silence and who had nothing more to say to each other.
Then Cordt said good-night and Finn. But Fru Adelheid told the servants to leave her for a little and the candles burnt where the rout had been.
Restlessly she wandered about the room and again thought of the days that were gone and could never return. And she readily surrendered herself to her fancies, for there was in her now but one hope and one faith and one repentance.
She fancied that one of the long evenings was over in which gay acquaintances filled her rich house and Cordt and she exchanged glances which only they understood.
She had been to the nursery and leant over her little boy, who was sleeping with red cheeks. Now she would take the reddest flower there was and then go up[296] the secret stair ... up to where the old room stood, in its wonderful glory.
There he sat and waited for her.
She saw him as she entered ... he raised his face to her and nodded and then lapsed38 again into his heavy thoughts. And she stood silent at the window, where the red flowers blushed before her feet and the square lay below her in the darkness of the night and the fountain sang its refrain, which never begins and never stops.
Then she rose and crossed the room. She heard his voice when he talked to her, as he so often talked ... ever the same judgment39 upon the dance that passed over the world, the same mighty song in praise of great marriage, the same passionate40, loving prayer that she would only see it while there was yet time and let those dance who had nothing better to do and take the proud place which he offered[297] her by his side ... in the old chair, in which people became so small and so strong, because they sat with their feet on an altar that was raised in faith and built up of faith and fenced in with faith throughout the changing times.
Then, when he had said that and sat by the chimney, where the fire glowed and the candles shed their rays sparingly in the corners of the old room ... she would stand for a little at the window, while all was silent in the room, and look at him, who was the man in her life and had never ceased to be so. And then she would go up to him ... slowly and quietly, because she honored the ground she trod on ... kneel down where he sat and raise to him the eyes whose beauty he had loved, whose glance he had sought in such great hope and such great fear.
Then she would tell him exactly how it[298] was ... how strong it was and how silent:
“Cordt ... you strong, you irresistible41 man ... I love you as you would be loved. I thank you, because you talked to me and never grew weary. Because you always besought42 me. Because you waited for me and trusted that the day would come when the silence of the old room should turn to gladsome song in my soul and all the other sounds in the world like a distant buzz in the woods. Now I am here ... Cordt ... you strong, you irresistible man. Now I am yours, as I was before, and I am yours in the old room. There is nothing threatening or gloomy now in the strange things up here from the vanished days. I can sing to the old spinet43 so that no strings44 snap and no memories are mortally startled, for I sing only of you and of my boy and of my happiness. I can cherish the thread[299] upon great-grandmother’s spinning-wheel because I have woven the cloth of happiness in my own room. I can lovingly hide the wax doll in the folds of the curtain, because I have lived to see the day when I went gladly and readily to the secret chamber45 of the house and sat there long and was contented46.... But the jar with the naked man writhing47 through thorns: I set that up here when I was not yet what I am. It shall stand here in memory of the evil time that pulled at Fru Adelheid’s soul and lured48 her desires with sounds from the square outside.... And our little boy, who sleeps with red cheeks, shall grow to man’s estate and come up here one day, when you and I are dead, and sit with his wife in the chairs in which we sat. Then he shall know that his mother was tempted49, it is true, but not destroyed.”
Fru Adelheid sat in her corner and dreamt in the silent, empty rooms.
[300]Her white gown spread over the floor about her feet. Her eyes shone.
But high up, on the balcony of the old room, stood Finn and stared into the night that stretched round about him like a waveless sea.
It was silent. He did not think, did not dream. His soul mingled with the darkness, which was not evil and not good ... only silent.
He was like a dead man who had been put on guard on the brink50 of the tower and who still stood there, staring with glazed eyes. The fountain rippled ... it was as though the water rose over the edge of the basin and would rise and rise until it reached the dead man up there and washed him away.
Then a man came across the square.
He walked and sang, until he set eyes upon the man who stood up there, high[301] and dark and motionless. Then he stopped and looked at him and shouted something.
And the man on the balcony answered with a shout. And the man below was seized with fear and ran away and vanished in the darkness.
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glazed
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bliss
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slain
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admiration
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plaintive
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tardy
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repentance
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gnawed
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buckle
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hoarse
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spinet
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