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Updated: May 22, 2025
"Only why did I, weak one, believe thy vows "No, I don't know any more. Well, I never! And I've sung it so often when I was at home. At home in the village when me and my sweetheart went for a walk together. Dear, dear" she stamped her foot angrily "that I could forget like that." "Don't be vexed, Cillchen. You mustn't be vexed. Begin again from the beginning, that doesn't matter.
In her thoughts she could already see his dark eyes flash with joy, hear his amazed: "Cillchen! You?" Cilia pushed her hat straight on her beautiful fair hair, and stared fixedly at the school-door with a more vivid red on her red cheeks: the bell would soon ring then he would come rushing out then . All at once she saw the boy's mother. She?
And he was looking up at her imploringly, longingly at that moment, looking at her with eyes that gleamed like dark polished agate, and speaking to her in a tone his mother thought she had never heard from him before: "Sing, Cillchen. Dear Cillchen, sing." The girl began: "Quoth she with voice subdued, 'Cease from quaking "Oh no. "Not in wrath am I before thee standing "No, not that, either.
She had stopped and sighed, full of a deep distress which drove away the anger from her eyes. "He put his arms round her neck from behind. And he kissed her. 'Dear Cillchen, he said. And she drew him towards her, took him almost on her lap he is much too big for that, much too big and spoke softly to him the whole time." "Did you understand what she said?" "No. But they laughed.
His parents spoke of this and that all trivial matters and a voice within him cried: "Why has she gone without saying good-bye to me?" It hurt him very much. He could not understand it she was so fond of him. How could she have found it in her heart to go away without letting him know where he could find her? His Cillchen to leave him like that!
It cut her to the heart every time she heard her boy say in his feverish dreams during the nights that were so long and so black: "Cillchen we'll toss the hay hooray Cillchen." Oh, how she hated that round-cheeked girl with her bright eyes. But she feared her more than she hated her.
I would love to hear it again, again and again. It's splendid." "Cillchen Cillchen" how playful that sounded, positively affectionate. And how he hung on her lips. Käte craned her neck forward; she was in the veranda now, but the two had not noticed her yet.
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