"
Camilla was much excited; she did not notice how Kindar started,
turned pale, and fixed his eyes on the floor. She was so charmed
with the courage of her beau cousin that she could think of nothing
else. Even her frivolous nature had this feminine instinct--she
prized personal daring and courage in a man more than all other
things; of strength of mind she knew nothing, and therefore she
could not appreciate it, but she demanded courage, dignity, and
strength of physique. She laid her hands upon her cousin with
cordial approbation, and gazed lovingly at him.
"You are as beautiful as a hero and a demigod, and it seems to me I
never loved you so fondly as at this moment, when you stand before
me as the victor over my cowardly husband. Ah, I wish I could have
witnessed that scene; you proud and grand, and he lying trembling
like this miserable windspiel at your feet, repeating the words of
retraction and repentance which you dictated."
"It was indeed worth seeing," said Kindar; "but let us speak now of
something more important, dear Camilla. You must leave Berlin to-
day, and for a few weeks at least withdraw to your estate, till the
violence of the storm has blown over.
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