The Opposite House: A Novel — page 104: what you’re looking at

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The Opposite Flouse. 99 ter’s wife, day after to-morrow,” said Brand, with a somewhat malicious expression. “What ?” cried the old lady, starting up. “ At the minister's ?”’ Brand bowed assent. “Good heavens!" The baroness paused, and pressed her cambric handkerchief to her lips. “I shall be interested in hearing your account of the young man’s appearance there. I suppose you are invited too, doctor ’”’ “T shall go with my friend,” replied Brand, rising to offer a chair to Frau von Kartegg, who had just entered, “and will bring you a report of every- thing,madam. ILhope to please you in both cases.” Verja and her companion had gone; but the baroness still stood in the center of the room, with her figure drawn to its full height, and her eyes fixed on the door behind whose por/zéere his black firure had vanished, There was a peculiar expres- sion in her gray eyes, a look of mingled hate and satisfaction, an almost uncanny sparkle, which threatened to burst at any moment into a blaze. The baroness, drawing a long breath, laid her slen- der hand upon her heart and raised her eyes toward heaven. Then she took the yellow papers and car- ried them back to the secretary, in whose secret drawer lay various mementoes, a withered bough from an oak-tree, crumbling after the lapse of years, Comiclooo® S C@ 5}