She went away
without mentioning another meeting and I let her go, without even
asking where she lived.
"I shall hardly see her again. I regret that I met her. To-day is the
first time that I have wholly lost Helene, and the loss gives me pain.
It was a beautiful self-delusion, and I would gladly have treasured it
to my life's end.
"You were right when you said that we ought not return to the scenes of
former happiness unless we were sure of finding them unchanged.
"A thousand kind remembrances from your strangely agitated
"WOLF.
"_Postscript_. Shall I tell you all I think? I believe that Helene has
mistaken me for some one else----"
A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM.
PART I.
Herr von Jagerfeld, a rich manufacturer who had recently been elevated
to the rank of baron in the Bavarian nobility, was celebrating a double
festival: his silver wedding and the completion of his castle,
Franzensruhe, which he had built outside the gates of Marktbreit, on
the slope of one of the hills, which, as the last western spur of the
Steigerwald, roll in a gradual descent to the bank of the Main.
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