The German Classics Of The Nineteenth And Twentieth Centuries, Volume 12

cher's uncalled-for remarks. Suddenly Hulda said: "But you must make haste, Effi; why, you look-why, what shall I say-why, you look as though you had just come from a

the swing, with yards and a rope ladder. Most assuredly I should like one and I should not allow anybody to interfere with my fastening the pennant at the top. A

not to climb up after you, I am not such a dare-devil. Jahnke is quite right when he says, as he alw

y: 'How do you do?' to a district councillor, and a district councillor from Further Pomerania to boot. He is elderly, too. Why he might almost be my father; and if he actually lives in a seaport, for, you know, that is what Kessin is said to be, I really ought to make the best impression upon

e are not playing run away; we are playing hide-and-seek." With these and similar reproaches the girls ran to search for her, far beyond the circular bed and the two plane trees standing by the side of the path.

e wer

they have such large leaves,

e on

ide at first behind a dense-growing hazelnut hedge over there, and then from that point to take a long roundabout way past the churchyard and the front house and thence back to the wing and the base. Everything was well cal

bout. You still have that smock-frock on and

yet one o'clock, not by a good deal," she said, and turning to the twins, who had be

he spacious drawing-room, which occupied al

half past. Why does he come so early? Cavalie

: "Forgive me, I will hurry now. You know I can be quick, too, and in five minutes Ci

ing young creature, still all in a heat from the excitement of the game, a perfect picture of youthful freshness, and said in an almost confidential tone: "After all, the best thing for you to do is to remain as you are. Yes, don't change. You look very well indeed. A

rld is the matter with you

at Baron Innstetten has ju

my hand?

ll things considered, is a fortunate circumstance. Besides, he is a man of character, position, and good breeding, and if you do not say 'no,' whic

ing room. The next moment Councillor von Briest, a well preserved man in the fifties, and of pronounced bonhomie, ent

ed at one of the wide open vine-covered windows the sandy heads of the Jahnke twins, and Hertha, the more hoidenish, called into the room: "Come, Effi." Then she ducked from sig