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She had noticed it the day before in the hotel, and wondered rather how such a towheaded child could belong to such a dark-visaged couple as the woman and her husband; probably, she thought, an adopted baby, especially as the couple were not young. "Of course Gnaedige Frau will escort the little child up to the Prince," pursued the woman; "but he will be quite good, and do as he is told."
"Herr Foerster," interrupted Mrs Dene "Is the room ready for our friend who is coming this evening?" "Your vriendt, he is from New York?" "Ja, ja, Gnaedige Frau!" said the Forester, hastily. "I haf a broader in New York. Blumenthal and Cohen, you know dem, yes?"
By the door a neat stout little woman, hung all over with lockets and medallions as though she were wearing all the prizes that the famous meat-pies had ever won, was sitting in a little box with a glass front to it. "Bon jour, Monsieur Hanz." "Tag, Meine Gnaedige Frau." All down the room, by the wall, ran long tables black with age and grime.
"Ah, mon cher, Sir Charles, ravi de vous voir. But why are you not dancing?" "Ah, mi ladi, Je ne puis pas, c'est a dire, Ich kann es nicht; I am too old; Ich bin " "Oh, you horrid man; I understand you perfectly. You hate ladies, that is the real reason. You do you know you do." "Ah, my ladi, Gnaedige frau; glauben sie mir; I do loave de ladies; I do adore de sex.
Before the others could miss her she was beside them, and soon was springing along in advance, swinging her alpenstock. It seemed as if she had the wings as well as the voice of a bird. Der Jaeger zieht in gruenem Wald Mit froelichem Halloh! she sang. Sepp laughed from the tip of his feather to the tip of his beard. "Wie's gnaedige Fraulein hat G'mueth!" he said to Rex.
Her eyes were cast down, and she was nervously plaiting the edge of her little black-bordered handkerchief. All at once she raised her eyes and looked straight at the window. How blue her eyes were! Rex dropped his face in his hands. "Oh God! I love her!" he groaned. "Gute Nacht, gnaedige Herrn!" Sepp and Federl stood in their door with a light.
Lady Barbara discussed the matter with Lester and one or two acquaintances in her little hotel, but ideas were difficult to come by. "Might I suggest something to the Gnaedige Frau?" asked a sallow high-cheek-boned lady to whom the Englishwoman had spoken once or twice, and whom she had set down in her mind as probably a Southern Slav.
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