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I should like to see that too, and then afterwards we will both go to old Marianne's to call, will you?" Kaetheli was ready at once to carry out the plan, and the children ran together toward the parsonage. It was only a little while before, that Edi and Ritz had arrived home panting for breath.
"I have to take Sally's part somewhat, dear husband," said the mother. "You are right, she feels very strongly, and she shows these feelings to everyone whom she meets; but I do not find that wrong, for, wherever she meets with a response, there she remains faithful to her feelings, and she loves her friends warmly and constantly. With what devotion has she adhered to Kaetheli from babyhood!
"And what about the boy, how does he look?" asked Sally, who had followed her friend's story with close attention. "I had almost forgotten him," continued Kaetheli. "Just think, he wears velvet pants, quite short black velvet pants and a velvet jacket and a cap to match. Just imagine a boy with velvet pants!"
From that time on Kaetheli looked every evening, when the games began, to see whether Erick was standing near the hedge, and when she saw him there she ran to get him. Erick now played every day with the children and when he was in the spirit of the game, he looked quite happy. But almost every evening the same thing occurred as on the first.
"Is that it?" she now asked, full of confidence that it must be it. But Erick shook his head decidedly, and said: "No, no, that is not my song, there is no similarity between it and what you sing." Kaetheli was much surprised. "But the flowers and the trees are in the song," she said, "or perhaps, Erick, you have forgotten the song and do not know how it goes?"
When they arrived at the garden, Kaetheli had just finished her sad tale; she stood still for a moment and was surprised that Sally did not say anything; then she said, "Good-bye!" and ran away. At the noon meal Ritz related faithfully all that had happened in school: for now, since Sally and even Edi had received home-tasks, he found that to be more remarkable than sorrowful.
They all were so eager for the battle, that they could no longer distinguish between friend and foe, and each shook his clenched fist at the other. Sally and Kaetheli, those model scholars, kept putting their heads together and whispered continuously like the ripple of a brook.
You ought to have been in bed an hour ago, you haven't a drop of blood in your cheeks," the aunt exclaimed. "What is the matter with you, Ritz?" "Where is Mamma?" asked Ritz in his fright. "She is upstairs; come, she will put you to bed at once when I have got you finally together. Come, Sally, and you, Kaetheli, go home now."
But it was not accomplished so quickly and there followed a long explanation, for Sally must know all that was to be found in the song, whether it was joyous or sad, and then she began to guess and to try whether it could be this one or that, but none seemed to fit according to the descriptions, and suddenly Kaetheli jumped up and exclaimed: "The evening bells are ringing; I have to go home.
I never have seen you so mad," he exclaimed and stopped near the hedge. He received no answer. "You join us in the fight and strike hard; that will relieve your feelings." Erick shook his head. "Don't be such a sneak, and say something. The fellow who has made you wrathful will no doubt be there, then you can get at him." "It is no boy," grumbled Erick. "So, who then, perhaps Kaetheli?"
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