[{"id": 49723, "created": "2015-04-02T13:50:28.654448", "project_id": 128, "task_id": 29249, "user_id": 877, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2015-04-02T13:50:28.654473", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "", "translation": "[;] Yet with the eleventh stroke the guests jumped up from their tables as the dance was to start again and everybody rushed back into the dance hall.\r\n\r\n[;] 'To whom did you drink just now?' asked Gertrud,  putting her arm again through his.\r\n\r\n[;] Arnold hesitated with his answer, would Gertrud laugh at him if he told her? - But no - so fervently she had prayed at her own mother's grave in the afternoon, and in a low voice he said,\r\n\r\n[;] 'To my mother.'\r\n                                                                7\r\n[;]  Gertrud did not reply anything and silently went up the stairs with him - but she did not laugh any more and before they started to dance again she asked him,\r\n\r\n[;] 'You love your mother so much?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'More than my life.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'And she loves you?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Does not a mother love her child?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'And what if you never came home again?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Poor mother,' said Arnold - 'her heart would break.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'There is the dance beginning again,' cried Gertrud quickly, 'come, me must not miss a single moment.'\r\n\r\n[;] Wilder than ever the dancing continued; the young men, heated by the wine raved and screamed and rejoiced; such a noise ensued that it threatened to drown the music.\r\n\r\nArnold did not feel as comfortable amidst the frenzy and Gertrud as well had become quiet and serious.  Only with all others the rejoicing seemed to increase and during a break the mayor came to them clapping the young man heartily on his shoulder and said laughingly,\r\n\r\n[;] 'That is right,Mr Painter, be merry and swing your legs this evening, we have time enough to rest again.  So, Trudchen, why this serious face? - Does that go with the dancing today?  Be merry - hei, there it starts again.\r\n\r\n[;] 'Now I must look for my wife again to dance the last dance with her.  Queue up, the musicians are blowing up their cheeks already,'   - and with a joyful shout he pushed through the revelling crowd.\r\n\r\n[;] Arnold put his arms around Gertrud for another dance when she suddenly disengaged herself, gripped his arm whispered quietly, 'come.'\r\n\r\n[;] Arnold had not time to ask where to, because she slipped beneath his hands hurrying towards the hall door.\r\n\r\n[;] 'Where to, Trudchen?' some of her female friends called to her.\r\n\r\n[;] 'I am back in a moment,' was her short answer and a few seconds later she and Arnold stood outside in the front of the house in the fresh evening air.  \r\n\r\n[;] 'Where do you want to go, Gertrud?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Come.'\r\n                                                               7\r\n[;] Again she took his arm and led him through the village, passing her father's house into which she quickly went, coming out again with a small bundle.\r\n\r\n[;] 'What do you intend to do?' asked Arnold alarmed.\r\n\r\n[;] 'Come,' was the only answer and passing the houses she went with him until they had left the utmost village wall behind them.  Up to now they had followed the broad, firm road; Gertrud now turned left and up the hill from where one could just see the brightly lit windows and doors of the inn.\r\n\r\n[;] Here she stopped, gave Arnold her hand and said affectionally,\r\n\r\n[;] 'Greetings to you mother from me - fare well.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'Gertrud,' Arnold cried as amazed as taken aback - 'now, in the middle of the night you will send me thus from you?  Have I perhaps hurt you with any unintenional word?'\r\n\r\n[;] 'No, Arnold,' replied the girl, calling him by his name for the first time, - 'just because I am fond of you, you have to go.'\r\n\r\n[;] 'But I won't let you go from me like this to the village and in the dark' begged Arnold.  'Girl, you don't know how much I love you, how firmly you have taken my heart in a few hours.  You don't know' -\r\n\r\n[;] 'Do not say any more,' Getrud interrupted him quickly, we do not want to say farewell.  When the bell has rung the twelfth hour - there can hardly be ten minutes left - come again to the door of  the inn - I shall wait for you there.'", "transcription": "na"}}, {"id": 50292, "created": "2015-04-15T20:31:56.020233", "project_id": 128, "task_id": 29249, "user_id": 138, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2015-04-15T20:31:56.020261", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "The last sentence will have to be completed with the next page and possibly adapted.\r\nSchulze can either be a family name or an official title of a village mayor or sherriff.", "translation": "But with the eleventh stroke the guests jumped up from the tables;\r\ncommencing the dance anew, and everybody rushed back into the hall.\r\n\"To whom did you address a toast  last?\" asked Gertrud, as she put her arm back into his.\r\nArnold hesitated with his answer. Would Gertrud maybe mock him\r\nif he told her? - But no - so devoutly had she prayed at her Mother's grave only that afternoon,\r\nand with a low voice he spoke:\r\n\"To my mother.\"\r\nGertrud did not reply and silently walked back up the stairs beside him - but she did not laugh\r\nanymore either, and before they lined up again for the dance, she asked him:\r\n\"Do you love your mother that much?\"\r\n\"More than my life.\"\r\n\"And she loves you?\"\r\n\"Does a mother not love her child?\"\r\n\"And if you would not return home to her?\"\r\n\"Poor mother,\" said Arnold - \"her heart would break.\"\r\n\"There goes the dance again,\" Gertrud called out swiftly - \"come, we must\r\nnot miss another moment.\"\r\nAnd wilder than ever started the dance; the young lads, heated by the strong\r\nwine, whirled and cheered and screamed, and a ruckus arose,\r\nthat threatened to overpower the music.\r\nArnold did not feel so well amongst this raving, and Gertrud had also\r\nturned serious and still with it. Only with all  the others, the excitement \r\nseemed to grow further, and during a break, Schulze [which also might be the mayor] approached the two,\r\nheartily slapped the young man's shoulders and said laughing:\r\n\"That's right, Mr. Maler, just swing your legs tonight,\r\nwe have time enough to rest them again. Well, Trudchen, why do you make\r\nsuch a serious face? - does that befit today's dance? Cheer up - hey there\r\nwe go again.\r\n\"Now I have to look for for my missus again to lead the last dance with her. Line up, \r\nthe musicians are already blowing up their cheeks again,\" -\r\nand with a whoop he pushed through the crowd of cheerful people.\r\nArnold embraced Gertrud again for a new dance, when she suddenly freed herself\r\nfrom him, grabbed his arm and silently whispered: \"Come.\"\r\n\r\nArnold had no time left to ask where to, because she glided away from under his hands\r\nand towards the  hall's door.\r\n\"Where to, Trudchen?\" some of her playmates called out to her.\r\n\"I will be right back,\" came her short reply, and a few seconds later,\r\nshe stood next to Arnold in the fresh evening air in front of the house.\r\n\"Where are you going, Gertrud?\"\r\n\"Come.\"\r\nShe took his arm again and led him through the village, past\r\nher father's house, into which she jumped to return with a small bundle.\r\n\"What are you up to? \" asked Arnold terrified.\r\n\r\n\"Come,\" was the only thing she replied, and walked past the houses until\r\nthe left the village's outer ringwall behind them. This far, they had followed the\r\nbroad, hard and compacted street; now Gertrud turned off the left side of the road upwards, where \r\nthey could look straight at the brightly lit windows and doorways of the inn.\r\nHere she halted, held out her hand to Arnold and said affectionately:\r\n\"Give your mother my regards - farewell.\"\r\n\"Gertrud,\" called out Arnold as surprised as bewildered - \"now in the middle of the night\r\nyou want to send me off like this? Have I hurt you with any word?\"\r\n\"No, Arnold,\" said the girl, calling him by his Christian name for the first time, -\r\n\"it is - it is because I like you so much, that you have to leave.\"\r\n\"But I will not let you go back to the village in the dark and alone\" - implored Arnold.\r\n\"Girl, you do not know, how much I like you, how you have grasped my heart tightly \r\nand securely within a few hours. You do not know\" -\r\n\"Say no more,\" Gertrud interrupted him swiftly, we do not want to take our leave.\r\nWhen the bell has struck twelve - it cannot be much", "transcription": "Mit dem elften Schlage aber sprangen die Gaeste von den Tischen auf;[;]\r\nder Tanz sollte aufs neue beginnen, und alles eilte in den Saal zurueck,[;]\r\n\"Wem habt Uhr zuletzt zugetrunken?\" frug Gertrude, als sie ihren Arm[;]\r\nwieder in den seinen gelegt hatte.[;]\r\nArnold zoegerte mit der Antwort. Lachte Gertrud ihn vielleicht aus,[;]\r\nwenn er es ihr sagte? - Aber nein - so bruenstig hatte sie ja doch noch and dem Nach-[;]\r\nmittage an ihrer eigenen Mitter Grabe gebetet, und mit leiser Stimme sagte er:[;]\r\n\"Meiner Mutter.\"\r\nGertrud erwiderte kein Wort und ging schweigend neben ihn die Treppe[;]\r\nwieder hinauf - aber sie lachte auch nicht mehr, und ehe sie woeder zum Tanze[;]\r\nantraten, frug sie ihn:[;]\r\n\"Habt Ihr Eure Mitter so lieb?\"\r\n\"Mehr als mein Leben.\"\r\n\"Und sie Euch?\"\r\n\"Liebt eine Mutter ihr Kind nicht?\"\r\n\"Und wenn Ihr nicht wieder heim zu ihr kaemet?\"\r\n\"Arme Mutter,\" sagte Arnold - \"ihr Herz wuerde brechen.\"\r\n\"Da beginnt der Tanz wieder,\" rief Gertrud rasch -\"kommt, wir duerfen[;]\r\nkeinen Augenblick mehr versaeumen.\"\r\nUnd wilder als je begann der Tanz;; die jungen Burschen, von dem star-[;]\r\nken Wein erhitzt, tobten un jubelten und kreischten, und ein Laermen entstand,[;]\r\ndas die Musik zu uebertaeuben drohte.[;]\r\nArnold fuehlte sich nicht mehr so wohl in dem Toben, und auch Gertrud[;]\r\nwar ernst und still dabei geworden. Nur bei allen anderen schien der Jubel zu[;]\r\nwachsen, und in einer Pause kam der Schulze auf sie zu, schlug dem jungen Manne[;]\r\nherzhaft auf die Schultern und sagte lachend:[;]\r\n\"Das ist recht, Herr Maler, nur lustig die Beine geschwenkt den Abend;[;]\r\nwir haben Zeit genug uns wieder ausruhen. Na Trudchen, weshalb schneidst denn[;]\r\ndu ein so ernstes Gesicht? - passt das zu dem Tanze heut'? Lustig - hei da gehts[;]\r\nwieder los.[;]\r\n\"Jetzt muss ich meine Alte auch suchen, mit ihr den letzten Tanz zu[;]\r\nmachen. Stellt Euch an; die Musikanten blasen schon wieder die Backen auf,\" -[;]\r\nund mit einem Jauchzen draengt er sich durch den Schwarm der lustigen Menschen.[;]\r\nArnold umschlang wieder Gertrud zu neuem Tanze, als diese sich ploetz-[;]\r\nlich von ihm losmachte, seinen Arm ergriff und leise fluesterte: \"Kommt.\"[;]\r\n[;]\r\nArnold behielt keine Zeit, sie zu fragen wohin, denn sie glitt ihm un-[;]\r\nter den Haenden weg und der Saaltuere zu.[;]\r\n\"Wohin Trudchen?\" riefen sie ein paar Gespielinnen an.[;]\r\nBin gleich wieder da,\" lautete die kurze Ant-wort, und wenige Sekunden[;]\r\nspaeter stand sie mit Arnold draussen inder frischen Abendluft vor dem Hause.[;]\r\n\"Wo willst du hin, Gertrud?\"\r\n\"Kommt.\"[;]\r\nWieder ergriff sie seinen Arm und fuehrte ihn durch das Dorf, an ihres[;]\r\nVaters Haus vorbei, in das sie hineinsprang und mit einem kleinen Buendel zu-[;]\r\nrueckkehrte.[;]\r\n\"Was hast du vor?\" fragte Arnold erschreckt.[;]\r\n[;]\r\n\"Kommt,\" war das Einzige, was sie erwiderte, und an den Haeusern vor-[;]\r\nbei, schritt sie mit ihm, bis sie doe aeussere Ringmauer des Dorfes hinter sich[;]\r\nliessen. Sie waren bis jetzt  der breiten festen und hartgefahrenen Strasse ge[;]\r\nfolgt; jetzt bog Gertrud links vom Wege ab hinauf, von dem aus man gerade die[;]\r\nhellerleuchteten Fenster und Tueren des Wirtshauses sehen konnte.[;]\r\nHier bleib sie stehen, reichte Arnold die Hand und sagte herzlich:[;]\r\n\"Gruess Eure Mutter von mir - leb wohl.\"[;]\r\n\"Gertrud,\" rief Arnold so erstaunt wie bestuerzt - \"jetzt mitten in der [;]\r\nNacht willst du mich so von dir schicken? Habe ich dir mit irgendwelchem Worte[;]\r\nweh getan?\"[;]\r\n\"Nein, Arnold,\" sagte das Maedchen, ihn zum ersten Male bei seinem Vor-[;]\r\nname nennend, - \"eben - eben weil ich Euch gern habe, muesst Ihr fort.\"[;]\r\n\"Aber so lass ich dich nicht von mir im Dunkeln allein in das Dorf zu-[;]\r\nrueck\" - bat Arnold; \"Maedchen, du weisst nicht, wie lieb ich dich habe, wie du[;]\r\nmir das Herz in wenigen Stunden fest und sicher gefasst hast. Du weisst nicht\" -[;]\r\n\"Sprech nichts weiter,\" unterbrach ihn Gertrud rasch, wir wollen kei-[;]\r\nnen Abschied nehmen. Wenn die Glocke zwoelf geschlagen hat - es kann kaum noch[;]\r\n"}}]