The legend could be treated in another way as well. Even though he
has seduced many girls before, the merman is reluctant to seduce Agnes.
He is no longer a merman, or, if you please, he is a poor miserable merman
who for some time now has sat down there at the bottom of the sea and
grieved. But he knows - as the legend in fact tells us -t hat he can be saved
by the love of an innocent girl. But he has a bad conscience about girls and
does not dare to approach them. Then he sees Agnes. Hidden in the rushes,
he has already seen her many times wandering along the beach. He is
captured by her beauty, her quiet self-engagement, but his soul is filled with
sadness, not wild desire. And when the merman's sighs blend with the
whispering of the rushes, she stands still and listens and loses herself in
dreams; she is lovelier than any other woman and even as beautiful as a
guardian angel who inspires the merman's confidence. The merman takes
courage, approaches Agnes, wins her love, and hopes for his salvation. But
Agnes is not a quiet, tranquil girl; she enjoyed the roar of the sea, and the
sad sighing of the waves gave her pleasure only bee2use the internal storm
raged more violently. She wants to be off and away, to storm wildly out
into the infinite with the merman, whom she loves- so she inflames the
merman. She disdained his humility and now his pride awakens. And the
sea roars and the waves froth, and the merman locks Agnes in his embrace
and plunges into the abyss with her. Never had he been so wild, never so
full of lust, because in this gir1 he had hoped for his salvation. Soon he grew
tired of Agnes, but no one has ever found her corpse, for she became a mermaid who lured men with her songs.
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