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faints. Truly, at the time this history

was

written, in our

good

land of Hungary, this very garment played a serious part, since it wasthe shibboleth

and

visible sign offidelityto the governingpowers,

and

ofsubmissionto the mediators; in truth, ever since those days the "leg of the boot" has been worn. So it

came

to pass that Mrs.Liese wore this thing, the only one of the kind to be seen inthe castle. Liese, also,

was

allowedto drink wine,

and

to

smoke

tobacco, and, needless to say, she did both.

Fraulein Emerenzia, the countess's companion, was, sotospeak, the exact counterpartof her noble mistress.

The

countess

was

tall

and

slender; she

had

a whiteskin, her features were sharp, her nose almost transparent, her lips, scarlet in color, were shaped like a

bow

; her cadaverous form bent forward; her eyelids fell over her lack-lustre eyes, her face appeared to have two sides which didn't belong to one another, each halfhaving a totally different expression; even the wrinkles didn't correspond. She wore her hair as it

was worn

in the days of her youth, as it was

worn when

Caroline Pia

was

married,

and

as it is possibleit willbe

worn

again.

Her hands

werefine, transparent; they were not strong

enough

to cut the leaves of a

book

with a paper-knife.

Her

whole being

was

nerveless

and

sensitive.

At

the slightestnoise shewouldshriek,beseizedwitha cramp, or go off in hysterics.

She had

certain antipathies to beasts, flowers, air, food, motion,

and

emotion.

At

the sight ofa catshewas readyto faint; ifshe

saw

a flesh-colored flower her blood grew excited. Silver gave everything an unpleasant taste, so her spoons were all of gold. Ifany

women

crossedtheir legs she sent

them

out of the room. If the spoons, knives, or forks were byaccident laid crosswise on the table, shewould not

OJ

sit

down

;

and

if shewere to see velvet

on

any of her attendants she

was

thrown into a nervous attack, from the bare ideathatperhaps her

hand

might

come

in con-tact with this electric

and

antipathetic substance.

Fortunately forherhousehold her nervous fearskept her quiet at night. She locked

and

double-locked the doorof herroom,

and

never

opened

ituntilthe

morning came

no, not ifthe house were burningover her head.

Fraulein Emerenziawas, as

we

have before said, the counterpart of hermistress,in so farthat she affected a close imitation of her ways, for in her appearance she

was

a direct contrast,

Emerenzia

being a round, short,

fat

woman,

with a full face, the skin of which

was

so tightly stretched that it

was

almost as white as the countess's; she

had

a snub nose, which in secret

was

addicted to the vice of snuff-taking.

Her

dress

and

her

manner

of doingher hairwere identicalwith the count-ess'sfashion in each, only that the stiff-set clothes

had

on her small

body

a

humorous

expression.

She

affected to be as nerveless as the countess; her

hands

were as

weak

they could notbreak a chicken bone.

Her

eyes were as sensitive to light, her antipathieswere as nu-merous,

and

she

was

as prone to faints

and

hysterics as her patroness. In this direction, indeed, she went fur-ther.

So

soon as sheobserved that there

was

any cause

for emotional display, she set

up

trembling

and

scream-ing,

and

so got the start of the countess,

and

generally

managed

to sob for a minute longer; and

when

Theu-delinde fell fainting

upon

one sofa Emerenzia dropped

lifeless

upon

another; likewise, she tooklonger

coming

to than did hermistress.

At

night Emerenzia slept pro-foundly.

Her room was

only separatedfrom that of the countessbyanante-chamber, butTheudelinde mighttear

down

allthe bells in thecastlewithout waking her

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DIAMONDS

panion,

who

maintained that her sleepwas a species of nervous trance.

One man

only

was

ever allowed entrance into the Castle of Bondavara.

What do we

say? no man,

no

masciilinum.

The

language of

dogma

has defined that

thepriestisneutriusgeneris, is

more and

lessthan abeing ofthe malesex; bodilyhe canbe no man's father,

spir-itually he is father of thousands.

No

one need think hewill here read any calumnies against the priesthood.

The

pastor

Mahok

was a brave, honest

man

; he said

mass

devoutly, baptized, married, buried

when

called upon, would get

up

in the middle ofthe night to attend the death-bedof a parishioner,

and

would nevergrumble

at the sacristan for waking

him

out of his first sleep.

The

pastorwrote

no

articlesinthe Church News,neither did he ever read one. If he wanted a newspaper he borrowed from the steward the dailypaper.

When

his clerkcollected Peter'spence, Pastor

Mahok

sentitwith an additional gulden or two to the office of the chief priest; but thisdid not prevent

him

sitting

down

in the evening to play"tarok" with the Lutheran pastor

and

the infidel steward.

He

held to havinga

good

cellar; he had awhole familyof beesin his garden,

and

was a successful cultivator of fruit. In politics he

was

a

loy-alist, and confessed he belonged to the middle party, which in the country

means

just this,and no more,"

We

rote forthe tobacco monopoly, but

we smoke

virgin

to-bacco because it is

good and we

have it."

From

this accounteveryonewill understandthat dur-ing the course of this narrative this excellent gentleman

will offend no one.

We

would, in fact, havenothingto say to

him

were it not that he

came

every day,

punctu-allyat eleven o'clock, to

Bondavara

Castle to hear the countess's confession,

and

that done, he remained to

69 dinner,

and

in both directions he honestly earned his small honorarium.

There

was a general airof satisfac-tion in his whole appearance, in his double chin, in his fresh color, in hisround, shining face.

To-day

the excellent

man

was punctual.

The

count-ess, however,

was

not. Just as eleven o'clock struck, the spiritual

man knocked

at the door of the sitting-room.

Only

the voice of Emerenzia answered, "

Come

in!"

The

smile ofgreeting on the countenance of the vis-itor wasreflected on that of thecompanion. It

was

the meetingoftwo full moons.

"The

countess is still locked in her room,"

Emeren-zia said in a whisper, as if afraid that her voice could penetrate intothe third room.

The

pastor expressed bya

movement

of his

hand and

an elevation of his eyebrows that the sleep of the just

was

not to bedisturbed.

The good man

was not aware that it

was

the toilette ofthejust that

was

then in prog-ress.

These

mysterieswere conducted bythecountess

in private.

No

one, not even a faithful maid, was ad-mitted until Theudelinde was clothed, and for this rea-son hergarments were

made

to closein front.

The

priest

made

use of this unexpected delay to search in the pocket of his coat, and to

draw

from thence r_ mysterious something, which,afterfirst casting a lookround the room, to

make

sure

no

one was spying on him, he pressed into the fat

hand

of the countess's companion,

who

hastily concealed this surreptitious something in the depths of the pocket of her dress, ex-pressing her gratitude by a friendly nod, which the pas-torreturned by acourteous

movement

which expressed,

"

No

thanks are necessary for so small a service."

Whereupon

Kmerenzia, turning away, half-shyly

drew

In document BLACK DIAMONDS (Pldal 78-82)