She sank, sobbing, down on the divan and covered her face with both hands.
“Don’t lose courage at once, you little goose; you won’t die for the lack of these few hundred marks!” Borgert consoled her, affectionately passing his hand over her blonde hair. “I will see what can be done, and in a week’s time you’ll have your thousand marks.”
For an answer she put her arms passionately around Borgert’s neck, and thanked him.
“I knew that you would not leave me in the lurch, thou best one!”
When Leimann returned home about eight o’clock, he found all the rooms dark and silent.
To his question about his wife the maid answered:
“The gracious lady has gone out.”
“Where to?”
“I do not know, Herr First Lieutenant!”