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"No, Frau Liesecke; but that is because they are fresh water, and different. Salt water ought to have tides, and go up and down a great deal, or else it smells. Look, for instance, at an aquarium." "An aquarium! Oh, MEESIS Munt, you mean to tell me that fresh aquariums stink less than salt? Why, when Victor, my brother-in-law, collected many tadpoles "
"Well, you look grave; doesn't she, Frieda?" "I don't feel grave, that's all I can say; you're going quite on the wrong tack." "No, she does not feel grave," echoed Mrs. Munt. "I can bear witness to that. She disagrees " "Hark!" interrupted Fraulein Mosebach. "I hear Bruno entering the hall." For Herr Liesecke was due at Wickham Place to call for the two younger girls.
"We have this call to play in Finsbury Circus, it is true," said Herr Liesecke, as he edged past her and reached the gangway just as the music started. "Margaret " loudly whispered by Aunt Juley. "Margaret, Margaret! Fraulein Mosebach has left her beautiful little bag behind her on the seat."
"'Bournemouth is," resumed their hostess, quoting a local rhyme to which she was much attached "'Bournemouth is, Poole was, and Swanage is to be the most important town of all and biggest of the three. Now, Frau Liesecke, I have shown you Bournemouth, and I have shown you Poole, so let us walk backward a little, and look down again at Swanage." "Aunt Juley, wouldn't that be Meg's train?"
"Well, you look grave; doesn't she, Frieda?" "I don't feel grave, that's all I can say; you're going quite on the wrong tack." "No, she does not feel grave," echoed Mrs. Munt. "I can bear witness to that. She disagrees " "Hark!" interrupted Fraulein Mosebach. "I hear Bruno entering the hall." For Herr Liesecke was due at Wickham Place to call for the two younger girls.
"The Beethoven's fine," said Margaret, who was not a female of the encouraging type. "I don't like the Brahms, though, nor the Mendelssohn that came first and ugh! I don't like this Elgar that's coming." "What, what?" called Herr Liesecke, overhearing. "The POMP AND CIRCUMSTANCE will not be fine?" "Oh, Margaret, you tiresome girl!" cried her aunt.
"Oh, Helen, Helen, what a time that was!" Helen laughed. "Meg and I haven't got such tender hearts. If there's a chance of a cheap house, we go for it." "Now look, Frau Liesecke, at my niece's train.
Herr Liesecke, too, looked as if wild horses could not make him inattentive; there were lines across his forehead, his lips were parted, his pince-nez at right angles to his nose, and he had laid a thick, white hand on either knee. And next to her was Aunt Juley, so British, and wanting to tap. How interesting that row of people was! What diverse influences had gone to the making!
"Oh, Helen, Helen, what a time that was!" Helen laughed. "Meg and I haven't got such tender hearts. If there's a chance of a cheap house, we go for it." "Now look, Frau Liesecke, at my niece's train.
"Not a bad business that Porphyrion," he said absently, as he took his own letter out of his pocket. "Not a BAD " she exclaimed, dropping his hand. "Surely, on Chelsea Embankment " "Here's our hostess. Good-morning, Mrs. Munt. Fine rhododendrons. Good morning, Frau Liesecke; we manage to grow flowers in England, don't we?" "Not a BAD business?" "No. My letter's about Howards End.
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