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I did not attribute her pleasure to the power of my manly charms; but the young lady is the sort of young lady to be complimented by almost any marked attention from any man, especially when other girls, prettier than herself, are present. I continued to absorb myself in Freule Menela.

It was in self-defense, not a real desire for work, that I fled to "Waterspin" and screened myself behind easel and canvas. And then it was but to find that I had jumped from the frying-pan into the fire. My move was made while "Mascotte" and her fat companion lay at rest, that Alb might buy fruit for us from a fruit boat; and Freule Menela also availed herself of the quiet interval.

Mr. van Buren caught both my hands, and pressed them so tightly, that I couldn't help giving a tiny squeak. "Ah, I have hurt you!" he cried, and a strange expression came into his eyes. At least, it was strange that it should be for me, instead of Freule Menela, for it was almost but no, I must have been mistaken, of course, in thinking it was like that.

They are great friends. And talking about the Jonkheer, I don't know what to make of him lately. I believed at first that he was in love with Nell, and had got himself asked on board "Lorelei" so that he might have the chance of knowing her better. She had the same impression, I think, though she never said so to me, and she was very angry about something Freule Menela told us.

She'll be polite and nice, but she wants us to disappear." "Good gracious!" "Pretty Lilli told me this evening that Freule Menela van der Windt hasn't much money, but she comes of a splendid family: she's a distant relation of that Mr. Brederode, and her people are diplomats who live at The Hague, though she's an orphan and visits about. If one of us were rich why oh, it's too horrid to go on.

"The minute I went to my room, I sent for a waiter, and wrote one, without signing it. I hoped she'd think it came from her son, and that, in his excitement, he'd forgotten to put his name." "She'll be furious," said I. "Freule Menela told me and probably it's true that her future mother-in-law had done everything she could to bring about the match." "Perhaps.

If I were a woman I should have been on the verge of hysterics, but being handicapped by manhood, I merely yearned to bash some one on the head as a relief to my feelings; and lest that some one should be Freule Menela, at last I got to my feet and announced my intention of taking a walk in the rain. "What wouldn't I give to go with you!" exclaimed the young lady.

"Oh," said I, rather embarrassed at this direct attack, "I er was told that Mr. van Buren had been lucky enough to persuade you to live in Rotterdam." "Never!" exclaimed Freule Menela, deeply interested in this conversation about herself. "I will never live in Rotterdam!" "But," I ventured, with an air of eagerness, "if you should marry a man whose interests are in Rotterdam "

Freule Menela van der Windt is not pretty; but without her pince-nez, she looked almost piquant in the pink lights and blue shadows which laced our features as we passed, for which I was devoutly thankful, as it made my task comparatively easy. I found her softer, more feminine, more sympathetic, than she had been in the hotel. She would, she said, like to see America; and that gave me my chance.

I blushed consciously. "Oh, must you?" I asked. "Somehow, I've an idea he'll think it stupid of me to have mentioned it. Besides, maybe it wasn't your friend. Perhaps it was some one who looked like him. The er dress was so different, and I had hardly seen Mr. Brederode " "Jonkheer Brederode," corrected Freule Menela, softly. I broke out laughing. "Jonkheer!

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