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"Zweimal Kaffee?" beamed Roschen, grasping the idea. "Now's your time to speak up," urged Blackie. "Go ahead an' order all the cream gefillte things that looked good to you out in front." But I leaned forward, lowering my voice discreetly. "Blackie, before I plunge in too recklessly, tell me, are their prices very " "Sa-a-ay, child, you just can't spend half a dollar here if you try.
'Everything but worthiness! said Catherine softly, a mist rising in her calm gray eyes. 'And you, Röschen, she added wistfully, 'have you been getting a little more what you want? 'What's the good of asking? said the girl, with a little shrug of impatience. 'As if creatures like me ever got what they want! London has been good fun certainly if one could get enough of it.
The young Herr Strauss undeniably had some strong points to make in his own favor; and he made them, to do him justice, without any hesitation or false modesty. As he truly said speaking with an easy assurance, and airily fingering his gold watch-chain as he spoke in marrying him Roschen would make an excellent match.
And he looked down at the floor and smiled, as if a tiny little girl were standing there, who was not yet big enough to reach up to the table. "But I am Röschen," said the girl quickly, as she seized hold of his hands with her feeble ones, and pressed and shook them as if she wanted to bring him to his senses in that way.
The golden sun was smiling down on the moss, and everything was bright and cheerful even in the Przykop when Mrs. Tiralla went with Rosa to gather mushrooms. "Look here, Röschen, this one. And here, this one." She pointed to different places in the moss with her foot and told the child to gather. "But aren't those poisonous, mammie? Marianna says " "Fiddle-de-dee. What does Marianna know about it?
And after the attack was over she was so feeble that she could not move a limb, and looked exactly like somebody who was going to die; so that her father in his terror used to say, "yes," and "my angel," "everything you like, my angel." nothing but "my angel." And Röschen imagined that she was always surrounded by angels.
And now, thanks to the spring warmth, she was entering at last with infinite zest on the results of her April vigils. Catherine had surveyed her as she entered the room with a smile, but a smile not altogether to Rose's taste. 'What, another, Röschen? she had said, with the slightest lifting of the eyebrows. 'You never confided that to me. Did you think I was unworthy of anything so artistic?
He looked at her, felt her hair as he had done before, and passed his hands over her as she stood before him tall and slender, for she had jumped up from her knees in her bitter, painful emotion. "Too big too big you're not my wee one, not my little daughter Röschen my sun my consolation."
But Roschen would laugh when thus reproved, and would declare that her father, who long had been a glutton, was become a miser already in his old age; whereat Andreas also would laugh, yet not quite so heartily as Roschen liked to hear him laugh when she cracked her little jokes upon him, and would say that sometimes a miser was not thought by his heirs so bad a fellow when they found what a snug little fortune he had left behind him all safe in the bank.
Andreas was glad that they had come always when he was alone; for the pain was too searching to be wholly hidden, and his strong desire was that Roschen should be spared all knowledge of his suffering. In his own mind he perceived quite clearly what before long must come to pass.
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