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Esther had everything ready and was just putting the dessert in the cupboard. "That is for Cornelli as soon as she comes home," she said, sitting down, too; "the poor child gets enough bitter things to swallow nowadays." "But why shouldn't she come in time?" asked Mina crossly. "Besides, she couldn't possibly eat the whole dessert.

Oh, you don't know how it is." "I know everything, dear child," the mother said quietly. "Dino has told me everything. Don't you know, child, that I love you? You know, Cornelli, that I would not do anything that might hurt you the least bit, or that would not help you. I want to free you from an error, Cornelli." "No, no, it is not an error, surely not," Cornelli called out in her great anxiety.

I actually feel as if my Cornelia could have no peace in Heaven if she heard her child's supplications." "Oh, Director, if you could only keep Cornelli at home for a little while, so that she could calm down," Martha said humbly. "Cornelli has had to go through so many new experiences lately that it would be good for her to stay quietly at home for a while.

Miss Mina had never before spoken so roughly to Cornelli, for she had always been anxious to keep in the child's good graces. But she had suddenly ceased to care about that. Cornelli looked at her with astonishment. The child's eyes were also full of something that nobody had ever seen there before.

Do you love your home as much as your father loves it?" "Oh yes, Papa, I love it so much!" said Cornelli. "And I have to think every day that I never knew how beautiful it was before I went away. But ever since I came home again, I know. Oh, how beautiful it looks in the picture!" Agnes had been standing behind Cornelli.

The father wanted to embrace his child, but before he did so he held her at arm's length to gaze at her once more. "Cornelli," he said with tears in his eyes, "you look at me the way your mother used to. You have grown just like your mother," he said, putting his arms lovingly about her. "How was it possible? How could you change in this way? How did it happen?" "Mother knows about it, Papa.

"I'll tell you about it and then you can write it in your own way; I am sure that you can do it better than I can," said Martha, quite relieved. She had been sitting for a long time with a pen in her hand, absolutely unable to find any beginning. "You see, Cornelli," she began, "I have been getting along so well with my work lately that I have been able to buy a bed.

How can I thank you enough? How did you ever do it? And what patience, care and trouble you must have taken with her. I am afraid that it has required endless thought on your part to bring her back like this." "Oh, no, Mr. Hellmut, that was not the way at all," said Mrs. Halm. "Cornelli has cost me neither patience, care, nor trouble.

"We must not pay attention to what she says," remarked Miss Dorner. "When Cornelli is bored, she will probably turn to her books herself. Please, Miss Mina, keep an eye on Cornelli. Nonsense like this must not happen any more." When supper was finished, Cornelli went up to her room, and Miss Mina followed her.

There were two letters in it which caused him great surprise. Mrs. Halm wrote that all the members of her family had joyfully received his proposal to leave Cornelli with them for a longer stay. She told him that they had all become so fond of Cornelli that she would have left behind a feeling of real loss.

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