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Goethe's Wilhelm Meister's apprenticeship and travels
Goethe's Wilhelm Meister's apprenticeship and travels Author:Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: waiting Wilhelm's speech, who was preparing to inquire again with greater importuity about the leathern case. His anxiety to gain some tidings of his Amazon insp... more »ired him with confidence in Jarno : he disclosed his case to him, and begged his help. " You that know so many things," said he, " can you not discover this ? " Jarno reflected for a moment, then turning to his friend : " Be calm," said he, " give no one any hint of it: we shall come upon the fair one's footsteps, never fear. At present, I am anxious only for Lothario : the case is dangerous ; the kindliness and comfortable talking of the Doctor tells me so. We should be quit of Lydia ; for here she does no good : but how to set about the task, I know not. Tonight I am looking for our old Physician ; we shall then take farther counsel." Chapter IV. The Physician came: it was the good, old, little Doctor whom we know already, and to whom we were obliged for the communication of the pious Manuscript. First of all, he visited the wounded man; with whose condition he appeared to be by no means satisfied. He had next a long interview with Jarno: but they made no allusion to the subject of it when they came to supper. Wilhelm saluted him in the kindest manner, and inquired about the Harper. " We have still hopes of bringing round the hapless creature," answered the Physician. "He formed a dreary item in your limited and singular way of life," said Jarno. "How has it fared with him ? Tell me." Having satisfied Jarno's curiosity, the Physician thus proceeded : "I have never seen another man so strangely circumstanced. For many years, he has not felt the smallest interest in anything without him, scarcely paid the smallest notice to it: wrapped up in himself, he has looked at nothing but his own hollow empty Me, whic...« less