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Her commission had been often overlooked of late unless she kept a very sharp look-out on the bills, which Mrs. Otway had a tiresome habit of locking away when receipted. She took the five precious gold pieces off the table, and moved, as if to rise from her chair. But Mr. Hegner waved his hand. "Sit down, sit down, Frau Bauer," he said. "There is no hurry.
When Manfred Hegner had first come to Witanbury, Anna had been delighted to make his acquaintance, and she had spent many happy half-hours chatting with him in the little Delicatessen shop he had established in Bridge Street, close to the Market Place. Starting with only the good-will of a bankrupt confectioner, he had very soon built up a wonderfully prosperous business.
Frau Anna Bauer is so very highly respected among the Germans here that we should like her to be present." "Certainly I will arrange for Anna to come," answered Mrs. Otway. "But you may not be aware, Mr. Hegner, that my cook has become to all intents and purposes quite English without, of course," she hastily corrected herself, "giving up her love for the Fatherland.
"You are in no real danger at all if you will only do exactly what I tell you," he declared, impressively. "Yes," she faltered. "Yes, Herr Hegner, indeed I will obey you." He looked round him hastily. "Never, never call me that!" he exclaimed. "And now listen quite quietly to what I have to say. Remember you are in no danger no danger at all if you follow my orders." She looked at him dumbly.
Haworth mounted the pulpit and prepared to begin his sermon, which he had striven to make worthy of the occasion, he felt a thrill of satisfaction as his eyes suddenly lighted on the man whom he still instinctively thought of by his old name of "Manfred Hegner."
She has only one relation left in Germany, a married niece in Berlin. Her own daughter is the wife of an Englishman, a tradesman in London." "That makes no difference," said Manfred Hegner; "she will be welcome, most heartily welcome, to-night! This is the moment, as the Reverend Mr.
It was bitter to know that some people heard from Germany even now. There was little doubt in her mind that Manfred Hegner, or rather Alfred Head, as she was learning to call him at his very particular request, was in communication with the Fatherland.
Otway comes and tells me that I am to go away to London, to Louisa? English people are very funny, as you know well, Herr Hegner!" In her excitement she forgot his new name, and he winced a little when he heard the old appellation, but he did not rebuke her, and she went on: "Willi told me, and so did the gentleman, that on no account must I move that which was confided to me."
"So it was! How stupid I am!" Rose turned a little pink. She did not wish to deceive her mother. But Mrs. Otway was so confiding, so sure that every one was as honourable as herself, that she could not always be trusted to keep secrets. Mr. and Mrs. Hegner stood together in their brilliantly lighted but now empty front shop. In a few minutes their guests would begin to arrive. Mrs.
"The Dean has asked me to bring a message of course quite an informal message, Mr. Hegner. He wants you to tell everybody that he is quite at their service if they want anything done." "That is very, very good of Mr. Dean. Polly, d'you hear that? Is not the Reverend gentleman truly good?" "Yes, indeed," said Mrs. Hegner, a trifle mechanically.
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