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Trius and then Mr. Castle-Steward." That was too much for Mäzli, and shouting vigorously, "They are two people, they are two people," she ran away. Leonore had related in the meantime how Mäzli had proposed to visit the sick Castle-Steward and how she had at first been reluctant to go, till Mäzli had made her feel that she was wrong.
When he has a headache not a person comes to bring him anything. It is not nice of you not to want to go when he is expecting us." Mäzli had talked so eagerly that she not only became absolutely convinced herself that it would be the greatest wrong if she did not go to see the Castle-Steward, but produced a similar feeling in Leonore.
But Mäzli had not the slightest intention of giving up her expedition. "I have everything I want to bring him now, and the Castle-Steward has probably been waiting for us all day, so, you see, we simply must go. Mama also says that one has to go to see sick people and bring them things, because it cheers them up. He has to sit all day alone under the tree and he gets dreadfully tired.
She arrived at the cottage of her old friend and sat down beside Loneli, who was not in the least sad, but looked about her with the merriest eyes. "I must go see the Castle-Steward to-day," she said quickly. "I promised it but I forgot about it." "No, no, Mäzli," Apollonie said evasively, "we have lots of other things to do.
Quite taken aback, Kurt looked at the Baron. How could he know that song? His mother had strictly forbidden him to show it to anyone, and he had only read it aloud at home. How could a stranger hear about it? "You can say in your new song that Mr. Castle-Steward and Mr. Trius are two persons and not one; you can see that yourself," Mäzli declared aloud.
"Come now, Mäzli," said Leonore, for she had the feeling that this peculiar revelation might be followed by others as unintelligible. But the Castle-Steward smiled, as if he had comprehended Mäzli's words. Mrs. Maxa was standing in front of her house, surrounded by her children, anxiously looking for the two missing ones. Nobody could understand where Leonore and Mäzli might have stayed so long.
The questions were poured out at such a rate that no answer could possibly have been heard. "I went to see the Castle-Steward before. I have been to see him quite often," said Mäzli loudly, for she was desirous of being heard. Leonore had gone ahead with the mother's arm linked in hers, for she was very anxious to deliver her message.
May I write to him today and let him know that we shall have a home with you?" "How do you do, Mr. Castle-Steward," Mäzli said that moment, thrusting a plump, round hand between Leonore's and the Baron's. Mäzli had actually made use of the first moment her hand was free. "Now Kurt can see for himself that you and Mr. Trius are two people; can't he, Mr. Steward?"
We don't live in the rectory now, but where there is a garden with lots of paths, and where the big currant-bushes are in the corners, here and here and here." Mäzli traced the position of the bushes exactly on the lionskin. The castle-steward, leaning back in his chair, said nothing more. "Do you find it very tiresome here?" Mäzli asked sympathetically. "Yes, I do," was the answer.
We have to see if the plums are getting ripe on the tree in the corner of the garden, and after that you must see the chickens. Just think, Mäzli, they have little chicks, and you will have to see them. I am sure you won't ever want to leave them." "Oh, yes, when I have seen them I must go to the Castle-Steward because I promised to," Mäzli replied.
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