Constantine thus returned to Freiburg to visit his Gerlinde.
He just came into her small inn, and the innkeeper, his surprisingly angesichtig, rushed up to him. She was more beautiful than ever. But behind was Hans.
Hans turned out to be a thoroughly good man of about thirty-five years, which, Gerlinde was its more than glad to be a common pitcher with Konstantin, knowing with whom he had to do it as soon as the shops are concerned, not averse declared that he would get placed once bread, cheese, wine and pot days, he wofern not something special wish, what Hans would create him, of course, to the extent it. their assets
Of course, let Konstantin so do not ask long, thanked the kind invitation, only the coveted interested.
Everything was excellent. The Grey Burgundy, strong, flowery, slightly playful, but with backbone and with good solid acid, the crispy wood oven bread, the Schwarzwaldkäs, of cow, sheep and goat, butter, yes, there was, then the well-seasoned, bestgemüsebrühte potato soup with small, coarse pieces of beef in it, leeks not saved, even yet a potty cream next to well-Baden still nachzusahnen, to the process of fresh radishes, lettuce, shallots, together dressed teasingly, on top of a liverwurst, unrivaled Pflaumensoß it.
Constantine became clear not only with a tear in his eye that Gerlinde was in good hands. So he enjoyed its defiant.
As the business against eleven was quiet, Hans came with a jug Riesling at Constantine table, asked if everything tasted and was in the right order, asked, as this fully affirmed to be able to now set for scheduled calls.
After the Riesling was anverkostet, Constantine highest praise had legitimately do not get to Hansen Ungefallen, outspoken, said bluntly: "I know that she loves you, but I think she loves me too. And I'm there for them. Want me to make you dispute? "
Konstantin wiped the last time that evening away a tear and replied: "No, Hans, I do not want. But let me again tomorrow to talk to her. "
"Of course. How would I ban you or her. I also know that she is the also want. Women One should not make lightly in the way, you know that. "
After a short silence, both another hour devoted, still some of their respective Heraufkünfte telling fraternally the wines, then, not to be equal immoderately, by common agreement the evening conditions Bette ending.
Gerlinde was happy. Hans was a good man.
Constantine still got ham, Riesling, etching packed well for three days in his knapsack, the brief farewell, and he began his step, without a goal, simply ascend from Freiburg, eastward, in the dark Tann.
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