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"Mother Nature Mother Nature," said the steward, pulling; and he was only stopped just in the nick of time by the stewardess rushing in again and seeing what was happening to the helpless Germans. Anna-Rose, even at that moment explanatory, pointed out to Anna-Felicitas, who had already grasped the fact, that no doubt there was a submarine somewhere about.
"Not before? You didn't meet Mr. Twist before the steamer?" exclaimed the lady, the last of her smiles flickering out. "Not before the steamer, didn't you. Just a steamship acquaintance. Parents never seen him. H'm, h'm, h'm." "We would have met him before if we could," said Anna-Felicitas earnestly. "I should think so," said Anna-Rose.
When we were waving good-bye to to our friends." "Sorry?" repeated Mr. Twist. "Which was great waste of your time." "I should think so," said Mr. Twist with heartiness. Anna-Rose, having cleared the ground of misunderstandings, an activity in which at all times she took pleasure, accepted Mr.
Indeed, he shook hands with her then and there at the end of her speech, and told her he did, and the least he could do after that was to come to dinner. But this very genuine appreciation didn't prevent his finding her at close quarters what Anna-Rose, greatly chastened, now only called temperately "a little much," and the result was a really frantic hurrying on of the work.
"And much worse than that," said Anna-Rose, staring wide-eyed at her own past experiences, "posterity's all tangled up with you. It's really simply awful sometimes for posterity. Look at us." "If there hadn't been a war we'd have been all right," said Anna-Felicitas.
It seemed, if Anna-Rose were right, and she always was right for she said so herself, that heaven couldn't be such a safe place after all, nor such a kind place. Thieves could break in and steal if they wanted to. She had a proper horror of thieves.
"And as long as one is as kind as Mr. Twist," said Anna-Rose; but secretly she thought that having been begun so successfully at his feet, and carried upwards with such grace of long limbs and happy proportions, he might as well have gone on equally felicitously for the last little bit. "I expect God got tired of him over that last bit," she mused, "and just put on any sort of head."
With his wife he never seemed awake at all. Up to now she had not seen him except with his wife. "You mustn't run away with the idea that we're younger than we really are," Anna-Rose said to the old gentleman. "Why no, I won't," he answered with a liveliness that deepened the knitting lady's regret on behalf of his wife. "When I run away you bet it won't be with an idea." And he chuckled.
Beneath it was the flower-adorned table set as usual ready for four, and he went out to it, strung up to finding the Annas at the table, Anna-Felicitas in her usual seat with her back to the garden, her little fair head outlined against the glowing light as he had seen it every day since they had lived in the inn, Anna-Rose opposite, probably volubly and passionately addressing her.
Well, I don't quite What say? But you know him? Yes, yes, so I see. H'm, h'm. I don't quite " Her needles flew in and out, and her ball of cotton rolled on to the floor in her surprise. Anna-Rose got up and fetched it for her before the old gentleman, who was gazing with thirsty appreciation at Anna-Felicitas, could struggle out of his chair.
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