Heinrich Zschokke

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Heinrich Zschokke The Broken Cup

Monsieur Hautmartin, I deem it an honor to call thee my son-in-law.”
Then Marietta went out and wept bitterly, and hated the beautiful cup with all her heart.
But the justice, drawing the palm of his flabby hand over his nose, spoke thus judiciously:
“Mother Manon, hurry nothing. The dove will at length, when it learns to know me better, give way. I am not impetuous. I have some skill among women, and before a quarter of a year passes by I will insinuate myself into Marietta’s good graces.”
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Heinrich Zschokke The Broken Cup

Now, who else should it be but the archwicked Colin.
So it was he who had annoyed the gentle maiden, and given her so much trouble with Monsieur Hautmartin, because he bore a grudge against her; he had been the one who had teased her with flowers, in order to torture her curiosity. Wherefore? He hated Marietta. He behaved himself always most shamefully toward the poor child. He avoided her when he could; and when he could not, he grieved the good-natured little one. With all the other maidens of Napoule he was more chatty, friendly, courteous, than toward Marietta.
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Heinrich Zschokke The Broken Cup

Marietta could not satisfy herself with looking. “Had I such a cup, mother!” said she, “it is far too beautiful to drink out of: I would place my flowers in it and constantly peep into Paradise. We are at the fair in Vence, but when I look on the picture I feel as if I were in Paradise.”
So spoke Marietta, and called her companions to the spot, to share her admiration of the cup: but the young men soon joined the maidens, until at length almost half the inhabitants of Napoule were assembled before the wonderfully beautiful cup.
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