"See the path is clear
To a grand career."
Eric remained alone. He had thrown himself into a chair, and rested his
head in his hand. The manner in which his engagement had been taken at
home depressed and disenchanted him. He had not thought of the
possibility of objections, expecting that his father would hail his
selection with joyful approval, instead of which investigations had
been entered into, and doubts and scruples suggested. His father
actually seemed to entertain serious mistrust, and evidently claimed,
even now, the decisive voice. The young man fired up at the thought of
his petted, idolized betrothed, and her haughty brother, being first
put on probation, as it were, here at Odensburg, ere they should
ultimately be admitted into their family. Just here the door was
opened, and he started up from his reverie.
"Egbert!" he cried, joyfully springing to his feet, and hurrying to
meet a young man, who came in with outstretched hand.
"Welcome home, Eric!"
"Yes, I have been away from it a long while, so long that I am quite a
stranger in it," said Eric, returning the pressure of his hand, "and we
have not seen one another for an eternity."
"I, too, have been away two years in England, only returning a short
time ago. But first of all, how is your health now?"
Egbert Runeck was very little older than the young heir, but he had the
appearance of being more mature by some years. His _personnel_ made the
impression of manly vigor in the highest degree, and his tall figure
towered so over Eric's, that the latter had to look up when he spoke to
him. His face, tanned by exposure to sun and wind, was anything but
handsome, yet there was expression and energy in every feature. His
light brown hair and full beard had a slightly reddish hue, and
underneath a broad and massive brow shone a pair of dark-gray eyes,
that had a peculiarly cold and earnest look. The man wore the air of
one who had hitherto tasted only the toils of life, neither knowing nor
seeking its pleasures. Moreover, there was something harsh and arrogant
in his manner, that, toned down into mildness at this moment, was
nevertheless the predominant trait of his whole mien. Such an
appearance might be striking--attractive it was not.
"Oh, I am perfectly well again, thank you," said Eric, in answer to the
inquiry after his health. "The journey has fatigued me some, of course;
I am suffering, too, from the change of climate, but this is a mere
passing annoyance."
Egbert's eyes were fastened upon his friend's face, that to-day looked
rather pale and pinched, and his voice, too, softened as he replied:
"Certainly, you will have to get accustomed to the North, again."
"If it were only not so hard for me!" sighed Eric. "You do not know
what held me fast in the sunny South so long and so irresistibly."
"Why, I guessed the truth easily enough, from those hints in your last
letters--or is it to be a secret still?"
A bright, joyous smile flitted across Eric's features, while he gently
shook his head.
"Not from you, Egbert. My father does not want it known at Odensburg
for the present, but I may say to you, that, under the palms of the
Riviera, on the shores of the blue Mediterranean, I have found
happiness, such enchanting, fairy-like happiness as I never dreamed of
before. If you could only see my Cecilia, with her ravishing beauty,
her winning sweetness----Ah! there it is again, that cold, mocking
laugh of yours, with which you used always to set at naught any
romance, any warmth of feeling, you stern Cato you, who never have
known nor ever will know love."
Runeck shrugged his shoulders.
"I have had to devote all my energies to work, from earliest youth, and
the romantic seldom forms a large ingredient in such a life as that.
The like of us has no time for what you call love."
This reckless remark hurt the feelings of the lover, who said
excitedly:
"So, love is in your estimation only a pastime for the idle? You are
the same old fellow, Egbert! To be sure, you never did believe in that
mysterious, overpowering force, that irresistibly draws two people
together, and binds them indissolubly together."
"No!" said Egbert, with an air of cool, almost mocking, superiority.
"But do not let us dispute over it. You, with your soft heart, must
give and receive love,--for you it is a necessity of life. I am not
made for that sort of thing--have had other aims in view from the
beginning--such as do not comport with dreamt of love. The name of your
betrothed is Cecilia, then?"
"Cecilia von Wildenrod. What is the matter? Do you know the name?"
Runeck had certainly started when the name was pronounced, and the
glance that he cast upon the friend of his youth was a peculiarly
searching one.
"I believe I have heard it somewhere before," he replied. "The talk
there was of a Baron von Wildenrod."
"My future brother-in-law, I suppose," said Eric with unconcern. "He
belongs to a well-known family of the ancient nobility. But, first of
all, you must see my Cecilia. I have introduced her to father and
sister, at least, through her portrait."
He took a rather large likeness that lay on his father's desk, and
handed it to his friend. Although the photograph was faithful, it had
by no means the charm of the original, but it showed what a beauty she
was, and the large, dark eyes looked full at the inspector. Egbert
looked down upon it silently, without uttering a word, until meeting
the expectant gaze of the girl's lover, he said:
"A very beautiful girl."
The tone in which he spoke these words was peculiarly frigid, and Eric
was chilled by it, too. He knew, to be sure, that his old friend was
not at all susceptible to the charms of female beauty, but,
notwithstanding, he had calculated upon a warmer expression of
admiration. They both stood by the desk--Runeck's glance fell
accidentally upon a second photograph, that likewise lay there, and
again there flitted across his features the same peculiar expression as
a while ago, upon the mention of that name, a sudden shiver, that
lasted but for an instant.
"And this one, here, I suppose, is the brother of your betrothed?" said
he. "It may be seen by the likeness."
"That is Oscar von Wildenrod certainly, but, properly speaking, there
is no likeness whatever. Cecilia does not resemble her brother in the
least; their features are quite different."
"But the same eyes!" said Egbert slowly, continuing to regard the two
pictures fixedly; then he suddenly pushed them from him, and turned
away.
"And you have not even a congratulation for me?" asked Eric
reproachfully, being mortified at this indifference.
"Pardon me, I forgot it. May you be happy, as happy as you deserve to
be! But I must go to your father, who is expecting me, and requires,
you know, undeviating punctuality."
He evidently wanted to cut short this interview. Eric, too, remembered
now what was impending, and the subject that was to be brought into
discussion.
"Father is in his library," he remarked, "and you know he will not be
disturbed there. He has summoned you from Radefeld----do you know why?"
"I suspect so, at least. Has he spoken to you about it?"
"Yes, and from him I heard the first word on the subject, Egbert--for
heaven's sake, be on your guard. You know my father, and are aware that
he will never tolerate such a bent in his works."
"In general he tolerates no other bent than his own," rejoined Egbert
coldly. "He never can nor will comprehend, that the boy, who has to
thank him for education and culture, has become a man, who presumes to
have his own views, and go his own way."
"This way seems to diverge very widely from ours," said Eric sadly.
"But you did not give me the slightest intimation of this in your
letters."
"Why should I? You had to be spared and guarded against excitement, and
you would not have understood me, either, Eric. You have always shunned
all the questions and conflicts of the present, while I have confronted
them, and, of late years, stood in the very midst of them. If, thereby,
a gulf has opened between us, I cannot help it."
"Do not say between _us_, Egbert! We are friends and must remain such,
let happen what will. Think you that I have forgotten to whom I owe my
life? Yes, I know you do not like to be reminded of it, but it ever
abides in my memory--the plunge into the ice-cold flood, the deadly
anguish, when the rushing waters overwhelmed me, and then the rescue,
when your arm encircled me. I did not make it easy for you; I clutched
you so convulsively, that I hardly left you room to move, and put you
in extreme peril. Any other would have shaken off the dangerous burden,
but you did not let me go, you held me with your mighty strength, and
worked your way forward until we reached the blessed shore. That was an
heroic deed for a lad of sixteen years."
"It put my powers as a swimmer to a good test, that was all," answered
Runeck, declining any claim to merit. "I shook the water from my
clothes and was all right again, while the shock and chill brought on
you an illness that well-nigh proved fatal."
He broke off, for, just now Dernburg entered with a book in his hand,
and responded to the young engineer's greeting as composedly as if
there was no agitating subject to be broached between them.
"You enjoy meeting after your long separation, do you not?" asked he.
"You see Eric for the first time to-day--how do you find him?"
"He looks rather delicate yet, and will have to be prudent for a while
longer, it seems to me," said Runeck, with a glance at his friend's
pale face.
"The doctor is of the same opinion. And to-day you do look especially
feeble, Eric! Go to your room, and take a good rest."
The young man looked irresolutely from one to the other. He would
gladly have stayed, to interpose some soothing word between these two,
if the discussion grew too hot; but his father's direction sounded very
peremptory, and now Egbert, also, said in a low tone:
"Go, I implore you."
With a sensation of bitterness Eric submitted, feeling that there was
something humiliating in the compassionate indulgence, and that it
extended further than to his bodily condition. He had never been
treated by his father as an equal, capable of independent action, and
properly, not by his friend either. Now he was sent away to take his
rest, which meant, that they wanted to spare him from being witness to
a scene that would almost assuredly be stormy, and he--he, indeed,
allowed himself to be thus dismissed, depressingly conscious that his
presence would be superfluous and useless!
The other two found themselves alone. Dernburg had seated himself, and
again taken in hand the drawings of the Radefeld aqueduct, that he once
more proceeded to inspect.
"I have decided upon carrying out your plan. Egbert," said he. "It is
the best of all laid before me, and solves all the difficulties in an
astonishing manner. I have to consider further on a single point; but,
taken as a whole, the plan is excellent, and it is to be carried into
effect forthwith. Will you undertake its superintendence? I offer you
the appointment."
The young engineer seemed to be surprised; he had probably expected a
totally different introduction; unmistakable satisfaction was depicted
upon his features, at this recognition, emanating from his chief, who
was usually so chary with his praise.
"Very gladly," replied he; "but this much I know, the chief-engineer
has the affair already in hand. I was commissioned by him to attend to
the outworks."
"But if I now decide differently, the chief-engineer has nothing to do
but to submit;" declared Dernburg emphatically. "It depends only upon
yourself, whether you shall undertake the execution of your own plan,
and, in this regard, there is certainly another matter to be discussed
and cleared up first."
So far he had spoken in a calm, business-like tone, but Egbert was
sufficiently prepared; he knew what subject was now to be introduced,
and yet he obviously did not shrink. The transient mildness that he had
manifested awhile ago in conversation with Eric had long since
vanished, and the stolid and determined in his character stood forth
undisguised, as he now firmly met the dark looks of his chief.
"I have long since remarked that you had come back a changed man,"
resumed Dernburg; "in many respects this was to have been expected. You
were three years in Berlin, and two in England, where your sphere of
observation was broadened; indeed, I sent you out into the world, that
you might see and judge for yourself. But now things have come to my
ears, concerning which I must apply to you for more exact information.
I do not like long circumlocution, so briefly and clearly: is it true
that you constantly associate with the socialists in our town, that you
publicly own yourself to be one of them, and that you are upon very
intimate terms with that Landsfeld, their leader? Yes, or no?"
"Yes," said Egbert simply.
Dernburg did not seem to have expected so reckless a confession. He
frowned still more darkly.
"Really! And do you say that so composedly to my face?"
"Am I to deny the truth?"
"And since when have you been a member of that party?"
"For four years."
"The thing started, then, in Berlin: I thought as much. And you have
actually allowed yourself to be thus ensnared. To be sure you were very
young and inexperienced, but still I would have expected you to be
wiser."
One could see that the young man was wounded by the manner in which he
was spoken to. Calmly, but with sharper intonation, he replied: "Those
are _your_ views, Herr Dernburg; I regret that mine differ from them."
"And it is not for me to disturb myself about them, you think,"
supplemented Dernburg. "There you are mistaken, though. I do concern
myself about the political opinions of my employés. But I do not
condescend to enter into explanations with them. Whoever does not like
Odensburg can quit. I force nobody to stay; but he who does remain has
to submit absolutely to its regulations. Either----or! There is no
third way here."
"Then I shall be obliged to choose that 'or,'" said Egbert coldly.
"Will it be so easy for you to leave us?"
The young man looked down moodily.
"I am in your debt, Herr Dernburg, I know it----"
"That you are not! If I have given you education and culture, you have
saved my Eric for me; but for you I should have lost my only son. So
far as that goes, we are quits, if we propose to balance accounts on a
purely business basis. If that is what you propose, speak out openly,
and we are done with each other."
"You do me injustice," said Runeck, with suppressed emotion. "It is
hard enough for me thus to oppose you."
"Well, who forces you to do so? Only those wild ideas, that have run
away with you so. Do you think it is an easy thing for me to give you
up? Be reasonable, Egbert. It is not your chief who speaks to you--he
would have long since cut the matter short! But for years you have been
almost a child of my house."
The half-fatherly, half-masterful tone entirely missed its aim. The
young engineer, with arrogant self-assertion, raised his head, as he
answered:
"I _am_ possessed by those 'wild ideas,' and stick to them. There comes
a time when the boy becomes of age, and I reached this state when out
in the world, and I cannot go back to the irresponsibility of boyhood.
Whatever you demand of the engineer, the official, shall be done to the
best of my ability. The blind subjection that you demand of the man, I
cannot and _will_ not take upon myself. I must have free course in
life."
"Which you have not with me?" asked Dernburg in an irritated tone.
"No!" said Egbert firmly. "You are a father to your subordinates so
long as they submit themselves unquestioningly, but in Odensburg they
recognize only one law--viz., your will. The director yields just as
unconditionally as does the lowest laborer; no one has an opinion of
his own at your works, or ever will have, so long as you are at the
head of things."
"Those are pretty things, to be sure, that you attribute to me," said
Dernburg fiercely. "You say, plainly, that I am a tyrant. You, to be
sure, have always been allowed to take more liberties than all the rest
put together--have done so, candidly, too. You never were passively
obedient, nor was such a thing required of you, either, for we'll talk
of that later. Free course! There again is one of your catch-words.
With you, all is to be down, all, and then you will have free
course--to destruction."
He had risen to his feet, and walked to and fro several times, like a
person trying to compose himself, then he paused in front of the young
man, and said with bitter scorn:
"In spite of your youth, you seem to have quite a significant part to
play in your party. They make no secret of setting the greatest hopes
upon you, and seeing in you one of their future leaders. Those people
are not so stupid as some suppose; they know their men, and with less
attractive bait would not have caught you."
"Herr Dernburg!" exclaimed Runeck, "do you believe me capable of low
calculation?"
"No, but of ambition!" said the older man coldly. "You may not
acknowledge to yourself what has driven you into those ranks, but I
will tell you how it is: to be a clever engineer, and gradually work
one's way up to be chief-engineer, is an honorable career, but much too
modest a one for a man of a disposition like yours. To guide thousands
by a word, a nod; to fling forth burning words in the Reichstag, such
as the whole country shall hear; to be lifted upon a shield, like a
conqueror, that is power, that would charm you. Do not contradict me,
Egbert; with my experience I see farther than you do--in ten years let
us talk together again!"
Whether the words hit home was not to be decided. Runeck stood there
with lowering brow and compressed lips, but replied by not a syllable.
"Well, I suppose my Odensburg will have to do without you, meanwhile,"
began Dernburg again. "I am master here and suffer no rival rule,
whether open or secret; tell that to your party-comrades, if they
should not know it already. But what was your idea, when you came back
to me with such views? You knew me! Why did you not stay in Berlin, or
England, and send your challenge from there?"
Again Egbert made no answer, but this was not the defiant silence of a
while ago, in which lay ten contradictions; now his eye sought the
ground, and a deep blush slowly mantled his cheeks and brow. Dernburg
saw this, and his countenance, just before so dark, brightened up, and
there was even a slight smile upon it, as he continued in a milder
tone:
"Well, we shall suppose that it was attachment for me and my family.
Eric and Maia are as devoted to you as if they were your own brother
and sister. Yes, ere you are completely lost to us, you are to know
what you resign, and what a future you slight for the sake of your mad
schemes."
Runeck gave him a questioning glance; he evidently did not guess
whither the words tended.
"You mean----"
"I mean Eric's health, which still costs me constant solicitude. Even
if danger to his life has been averted for the present, he has not come
back from the south cured. He will always need to be spared exertion,
and can never perform the duties of an able-bodied man; moreover, he is
of a soft, dependent nature, accessible to influences of all sorts. I
cannot conceal from myself the fact that he is not qualified to fill
the position that one day will be his, and I want, after my eyes are
closed, to be assured of the perpetuity of the enterprise that I have
established, and this assurance I can only have if it is left in
powerful hands. Nominally, Eric will be my successor; virtually, it
must be some one else--and for this I had calculated upon you, Egbert."
Egbert started, and there was stamped upon his features a surprise that
was almost painful.
"On me! I am to----"
"Some day guide the reins at Odensburg, when they shall drop from my
hands," said Dernburg, finishing his sentence for him. "Of all that I
have reared in my school, only one is of the right stuff for it, and
now he will scatter to the winds all my plans for the future. My Maia
is still half a child, and I cannot foresee whether her future husband
will be fitted for such a position, ardently as I desire it. I am not
of the number of those fools who buy for their daughters the title of
some count or baron; I care only for the man, no matter what station he
occupies, and from what stock he springs, provided that he has secured
the affections of my child."
He said all this slowly and with full emphasis.
That was a dazzling promise, which, although unspoken, yet loomed up
plainly enough before the young man, and which he comprehended only too
well. His lips quivered, impulsively he drew one step nearer, and said
with suppressed emotion:
"Herr Dernburg--send me away!"
Now a smile relaxed Dernburg's features, and he laid his hand upon the
shoulder of the agitated young man.
"No, my boy, I'll do no such thing. We must both make one more trial at
getting along together. First of all, take charge of the Radefeld
aqueduct. I'll see that you are left perfectly untrammeled. If we call
in all available forces, we can finish by the autumn. Will you take
hold?"
Egbert was evidently battling with himself. A few seconds elapsed ere
he answered; then he said in a low tone:
"Herr Dernburg, it is a risk--for both of us!"
"Possibly, but I'll adventure it with you, and I think that there is no
such haste about your making the people happy, that you cannot ponder
the matter for a few months longer. Meanwhile, we declare a truce. And
now, go to Eric! I know he is dreadfully anxious as to the result of
our conversation, and Maia, too, will be rejoiced to see you again, for
you are always out at Radefeld these days. But to-day you are not going
to drive out until evening, and must dine with us. Done!"
He held out his hand, and Egbert silently laid his own within it. It
was plain to see what an effect the goodness of the usually stern,
unyielding man had had upon him, and, more yet, perhaps, the
recognition of what he was worth to the man who thus spoke to him.
Dernburg had adopted the right remedy, the only one that was of avail
here. He required no promise and no sacrifice, both of which would have
been rejected, but he showed implicit confidence in his unruly
favorite, and in so doing disarmed him.