The Opposite House: A Novel — page 115: what you’re looking at

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110 The Opposite Flouse. ‘“Splendid—splendid ! she cried. ‘ We shall all fall in love with you, Herr Gerrald!” And again her eyes wandered over the handsome man from head to foot. ‘The costume fits as though it had been molded on you. Now I’ll see if my Gretchen is ready. Here, look at the picture, meanwhile. That is your pose.” She vanished behind the scenes. Gerrald stood with a throbbing heart, gazing at the picture in his hand. So she would cling to him in that way? He was to put his arm around her. Closing the book, he paced hastily up and down the narrow space; the murmur of voices reached him from the hall, sometimes deadened by the music, sometimes rising above the softer passages ; there was a pause in the tableaux. Traugott was becoming more and more excited by the thought of everything awaiting him. He scarcely dared to believe that it was his own image reflected in the mirror, and that he stood awaiting the girl who, to him, was earth’s rarest jewel. He moved nearer to the glass, threw the heavy cloak across his shoulder, pressed the cap with its floating plume lower on his brow and moved it up and down a little, then resumed his pacing to and fro, but more slowly, as though, by this monotonous motion, he hoped to soothe the tumultuous emotion which made his heart throb almost to bursting. Comicboolk<s C@