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Mina seemed to understand: "I did not do you any harm," she said quickly; "what I have said is only the truth." With that she left the room. "If everybody treats me that way I'll be that way, too," cried Cornelli with a furious look. Suddenly taking hold of the dress she had just taken off she threw it out of the window. After a while Mina returned, bringing back the dress.
I'll prove it to you, Cornelli. Let us still have a good time together and enjoy the four remaining days that I can stay here. Let us look forward, also, to the time when I shall come again. Just think how much the kid will have grown by then! We shall be able to drive together. I'll be the coachman and you'll be the lady in the carriage. That will be splendid!"
To Cornelli the preparations for the arrival of the new members of the household seemed very annoying, everything being different from usual. She commonly very much enjoyed the prospect of company, for on such occasions she paid frequent visits to the kitchen, where Esther was always busy cooking.
"He is going over to the works," said Miss Dorner to her friend, following him with her eyes. Cornelli, too, had left the room as soon as her father had gone. "I think it has upset him more than I thought it would. He has to give vent to his excitement a little, and I hope that seeing the workmen over there will help him to get over his impression.
"She stood in my way all the time. I am afraid she is not very quick." "No, she isn't; I know that. But Esther, I want to tell you something about her. Please be good to her!" Cornelli begged. "You see, Trina is block-headed and awkward, but she can't help it. You don't know how that is, but I know. And if you are very good to her, she won't mind as much being that way.
You see, Cornelli, I wanted to put this in the paper, but I do not know how to do it and how to begin." "Oh, I'll write it so plainly that somebody is sure to come right away," Cornelli replied, full of zeal. "But first of all, let us look at the little room! I am awfully anxious to see it." Martha was quite willing, so she led the way up a narrow stairway into the little chamber.
Cornelli was very much surprised when she found that Saturday evening had come again, for the last two weeks had flown by very fast. She ran through the garden. Under the plum tree lay the last fully ripened dark gold plums. Cornelli picked them up; they were really splendid, but they had given her no pleasure that year. She took them with her and put them on Martha's table.
We shall see if they can notice any change," she said, and taking the little girl's hand, she led her away. Cornelli was extremely glad to enter the room at the mother's side, for she would not have dared to go alone. When the door opened, she looked shyly at the floor. Mux had already been waiting for his companion and now ran to meet her.
With leaps and bounds she followed the rushing Iller-Stream, till the narrow path reached the wide country road. Here stood the stately inn, which was the post office of the place. In the open doorway stood the smiling and rotund wife of the innkeeper. "How far are you going at this lively pace?" she smilingly asked the child. "I am only coming to you," Cornelli replied.
It is terribly sad that you have no mother, but you must not think that therefore you are all alone and nobody wants to help you. I'll be your friend and I'll help you, but you must tell me what troubles you. I do not understand from what you have said. Please explain it all to me." "No, I can't do that, I can't tell anyone," Cornelli said between her sobs. "Oh, yes, you can.
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