Episode 22: "GHOSTS ARE NIGHT BIRDS"
"A
ghost?!", cries Caroline Walsolz, prey to a mixture of astonishment and
terror (5% astonishment, 95% terror, to be precise).
Wieland
has just informed his friends of what happened last night to Schlegel and
himself. And, just as if they were in
Mrs. Schopenhauer's salon, a lively debate begins chaired by the very Mrs.
Schopenhauer, who let fly:
“Maybe
it was Goethe's ghost.”
“Nonsense!
Goethe would never debase himself to be a ghost!”
“However
(Adele Schopenhauer declares), at the costume party to celebrate the birthday
of Schelling, he disguised himself as a ghost.”
“That
one was Goethe?! (Schlegel jumps wringing his hands) I thought he was a real
ghost! He gave me a fright and I gave him a beating! (And putting his hands together looking
at the ceiling, he exclaims:) Forgive me, Master!
“That’s
ridiculous!”, Tieck sentences.
"What
nonsense are you all saying!", Bettina Brentano bursts out, "Ghosts
don’t exist! They are just an invention of the privileged classes to justify
the rise of taxes. Only from time to time they let out some authentic ghost to
give credibility to their lie.”
There
is a long silence during which everyone tries in vain to unravel the hidden
logic behind Bettina's words, but they can not find it anywhere. Bettina's
logical reasoning was never well understood in her circle of friends. She failed to
see the point herself.
"But
are we now going to spend the day talking about ghosts?", Mrs. Walsolz
complains, "Is it that Iliterature is never going to be talked about in
this salon? It's supposed to be an illiterary salon!"
"Caroline,
please" Johanna Schopenhauer begs her, "now is not the time to make a
complaint. When we go back to Weimar, ask me for a Complaints Form."
"Back
to Weimar?!", Tieck jumps, "There are still six days until the stagecoach
come back to pick us up. Meanwhile, we’ll have to live with the ghost, whoever
it is. Schlegel, what impression did you get from him? Did you find him a ghost
you could reason with?"
"Yes,
yes. Between slap and slap, he was willing to listen to what you had to
say."
"Well,
that's a good sign” Johanna says “Maybe we can reach an agreement with him."
"An
agreement?”, Mrs. Walsolz jumps, “What kind of agreement?"
Adele
stands up for her mother:
"Maybe
we can convince him of the instability of his position and the convenience of
finding a way out for him."
"Maybe
we can help him find a way out", Dorothea agrees.
"But
first we have to find him", Wieland says.
And
Dorothea makes a suggestion: “Johanna may be able to discover his hiding place
by reading the palm of his hand. If you look at Friedrich's cheeks, you’ll
realize that he has left the imprint of his palm engraved on Friedrich’s face."
Everyone
turns to look at Schlegel and, indeed, his cheeks are marked by a red spot in
the shape of a hand.
Johanna
is willing to try. She sits next to Schlegel and stares at his right cheek,
then at the left, and finally declares:
"The
ghost is the former owner of the castle and he doesn’t like people who stick
their nose in where it’s not wanted. By hiding in what was once his living room,
Schlegel invaded his privacy. That's why
he was slapped."
"Well,
now we know where to find him."
Guided
by Schlegel, the group of Romantics goes deep into the dark corners of the
semi-ruined castle. Finally they enter a bare room where rats scamper. "Here!",
Schlegel confirms, "Here is where the ghost slapped me."
Wieland
takes the leading role and shouts: "Sir Ghost! We apologize for disturbing
you in your rooms, but we would like to exchange a few words with you."
After
a long silence, Dorothea bursts out: "It's useless! He must leave only at
night, like vampires." And at that precise moment a bat crosses the room flying
awkwardly. (No, it's not Batman: Shelley's experiments at Oxford are not as succesful
as he would wish.)
"So,
our ghost is a night bird”, Tieck says, “Therefore, I propose that we postpone
the interview with him until night and meanwhile enjoy this beautiful day in
the bosom of Mother Nature."
Everyone
agrees.
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