[Undine by Friedrich de la Motte Fouque]@TWC D-Link bookUndine CHAPTER VIII 3/10
With a few humble and gracious words she begged him to forgive her for any foolish things she might have said the evening before, and entreated him in an agitated tone to pray for the welfare of her soul.
She then rose, kissed her foster-parents, and thanking them for all the goodness they had shown her, she exclaimed: "Oh! I now feel in my innermost heart, how much, how infinitely much, you have done for me, dear, kind people!" She could not at first desist from her caresses, but scarcely had she perceived that the old woman was busy in preparing breakfast, than she went to the hearth, cooked and arranged the meal, and would not suffer the good old mother to take the least trouble. She continued thus throughout the whole day, quiet, kind, and attentive--at once a little matron and a tender, bashful girl.
The three who had known her longest expected every moment to see some whimsical vagary of her capricious spirit burst forth.
But they waited in vain for it.
Undine remained as mild and gentle as an angel.
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