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There was another long pause; for the best things we each say to the other are said in the pauses. Then Frida relapsed once more into speech: "But what about the children?" she asked rather timidly. Bertram looked puzzled. "Why, what about the children?" he repeated in a curious way. "What difference on earth could that make to the children?" "Can I bring them with me, I mean?"

"Well then, ma'am, you say it was two days ago yesterday, then he may have come back to-day. We shall have to make inquiries. Shall I run there quickly?" And she was already at the door, and did not hear her mother call after her: "Frida, Frida, you must eat a mouthful first, you haven't eaten any dinner yet," but ran up the cellar steps in her good-natured haste and compassionate sympathy.

"Well, it's not exactly tabooed," Frida answered gently; "and it's not so much the rector himself, you know, as the feelings of one's neighbours. This is a very respectable neighbourhood oh, quite dreadfully respectable and people in the houses about might make a talk of it if a cab drove away from the door as they were passing. I think, Phil, you're right.

After the funeral of little Anna, Frida at her own request returned to the Forest with her friends, anxious to help and comfort Elsie, who she knew would sorely miss the blind child, who had been such a comfort and companion to her when both Wilhelm and Hans were busy at work in the woods; but after remaining with them for a few months, she again returned for a part of each year to Dringenstadt, and made rapid progress under Miss Drechsler's tuition with her education, and especially with her music.

When he was doing his lessons in the afternoon, her head with its thick knot of hair would constantly appear behind his desk, and bend over his book and interrupt him; but it was a pleasant interruption. What a pity that Frida had so little time now. How nice it had been when they were children.

"Ah! here are quite a budget," she said. "See, grandmother, there is one for you bearing the New York mark, and another for myself from Frankfort. Ah! that must be from the uncle you spoke of, Dr. Heinz. You said he had gone there, did you not?" Whilst Frida was talking thus, her grandmother had opened her American letter, and saw that it was from Reginald Gower.

He looks like a person capable of doing or ordering all the strange things I've read of him in the papers." "Oh, yes," Frida answered, misunderstanding for the moment her companion's meaning. "He's a very clever man, I believe, and a most distinguished officer." Bertram smiled in spite of himself.

Robert Monteith, for his part, had gone to the Derby so they call that orgy and Philip had meant to accompany him in the dogcart, but remained behind at the last moment to take care of Frida; for Frida, being a lady at heart, always shrank from the pollution of vulgar assemblies.

Ingledew," Frida exclaimed, "do you know, when you talk like that, I always long to ask you where on earth you come from, and who are these your people you so often speak about. A blessed people: I would like to learn about them; and yet I'm afraid to. You almost seem to me like a being from another planet."

Many things that made her smile because they had gone so otherwise, and one or two that would have fetched her tears, if she had any. Filled with vain remembrance thus, and counting up the many presents sent to her for this occasion, but remaining safe at home, Frida came to the little coving bower just inside the Point, where she could go no further.