text: " Magdalena seemed for a minute lost in her reflection as if a new and painful idea had struck her; and after giving a long and anxious look at the window from which the young artist had drawn back upon her entrance she pressed her hand heavily to her heart as if to support her in a sudden resolution and advancing to the artist's side said in an earnest tone "Young man! thou lovest her!" "Magdalena! thou knowest not what thou sayest " cried Gottlob more harshly than as the wont of his gentle nature