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Updated: May 15, 2025
Loneli had been thinking about Kurt and Mea while she was wandering happily up and down the terrace, and she wondered how soon they would hear of the great event. She was very anxious for them to pay her a visit, for which she was already making plans. When Loneli came back from her stroll, she saw her grandmother sitting on the window-seat, sobbing violently.
After meditating a while Kurt replied, "I guess I really shouldn't." "Don't you all like Loneli because she never gets rough and always is friendly, obliging and cheerful? Her grandmother really loves her very much; but she is a very honest woman and worries about the child just because she is anxious to bring her up well.
The little girl was well able to find her way to the cottage and always went without attempting any digressions from the path. In the evening Loneli generally accompanied her home. Mäzli would arrive carrying a large bunch of flowers, the inevitable gift from Apollonie, Presenting them to her mother, she would shout: "There they are again, just look! I have some for you again, mother."
As he spoke these words he shook the little girl's hand with all his might. The boy ran into the house, while Loneli hastened home with leaps and bounds, for her heart was thrilling with great joy. "Where is mother, where is mother?" Kurt impetuously asked Lippo, whom he met in the hall carrying a large water-pitcher entrusted to him by Kathy.
"But grandmother, why are you crying? Everything is so wonderful here, and all the birds outside are singing." "I am singing with them in my heart, child; these tears are tears of joy," said the grandmother. "Sit down, Loneli, and I'll tell you what is going to happen to-morrow. I feel as if this happiness was too much for me, Loneli."
We are not allowed to see her just yet, but I can hardly wait till she comes down. If she is as nice as her brother, she is the nicest child any of us have ever seen." At this description Loneli's vivacious eyes fairly gleamed with sympathy. "What is her name," she asked expectantly. "Leonore," Mea answered. "Oh," Loneli immediately began, "my grandmother also knew a young lady called Leonore.
"There is nothing bad about having her own ideas," replied the rector's widow. "It naturally depends on what kind of ideas they are. It seems to me that Loneli is a good-natured child, who is easily led. All children need guidance. What special whims does Loneli have?" "Oh, Mrs. Rector, nobody knows what things the child might do," Apollonie said eagerly.
She said quite sarcastically that if I chose to correct her on account of that raggedy Loneli, I should keep Loneli for a friend and not her." "Let her be for once," said the mother. "Till now you have always gone after her; so do what she wishes this time. It is wrong to call Loneli raggedy; few people are as honest and agreeable as Apollonie and her grandchild."
Are you so sad on account of what happened at the castle and because you thought there was no ghost?" "I don't want to hear anything more about it," Kurt said evasively, pulling a handful of leaves from the hedge and throwing them angrily to the ground. "But it might only have been a man after all," Loneli continued quietly. "Yes, yes, that is easily said, Loneli.
"Everybody does, and Leonore especially," was Kurt's sly answer. "You can go, Loneli," said the grandmother. "You must celebrate this great day with them." Loneli actually glowed with joy when she ran off with Kurt. As they were sitting under the pine tree, the Baron and Mrs. Maxa were reviving memories of long ago, and he listened with great emotion when Mrs.
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