Georg Ebers,
Barbara Blomberg — Volume 08
“ Barbara was startled.During the night her companion heard her weeping vehemently, and her kind heart led her to her bedside.With the affectionate warmth natural to her, she entreated the unhappy girl to calm herself, and to open her troubled heart to one who felt as kindly toward her as a mother; and before these friendly words the defiance, doubts, and fear which had closed Barbara's heart melted."You may take it from me," she cried, amid her streaming tears. "What can a poor girl give it save want and shame? Its father, on the contrary—If he adopts and rears it as his child—O Frau Traut! ”
