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Updated: June 14, 2025
Stineli made very big eyes while her friend was talking: she had not lost one word of his history. Her heart was as if on fire with joy. To go to Rico's beautiful lake with him, to live with Mrs. Menotti and her sick son, who was so anxious for her to come, that would be happiness indeed! There was a long silence after this. Stineli's father never decided hastily.
With these words he pressed the half-gulden into Stineli's hand. "Six hundred blutsgers!" repeated the girl, horrified. "But where did this half-gulden come from?" Rico told her all that had happened at the teacher's, ending with the same words expressing his great regret, "It is all of no use!"
He did belong to somebody, after all; and Stineli's words had restored his tranquility. They shook hands again; and Rico went through the garden-gate, and away. When Stineli returned to the room, and, by Mrs.
So he shoved his cap first on one side and then on the other; and said, at last, "She may go. One of the others can do the work in the house." Stineli's eyes sparkled, but the mother looked sadly at all the little heads and plates. Who would keep them all nice and in order? But the father's cap got another shove. Something else had occurred to him.
Nothing that his mother could say produced any impression upon him, until she spoke thus: "Very well; if you keep Stineli standing by your bed to amuse you all night, she will soon be as ill as you are, and not be able to get up at all, but have to lie in bed, and you will not see her for a long time." So, after a while, the child released his hold of Stineli's arm, and said,
Silvio lay upon his pillows with flushed cheeks, breathing heavily and irregularly; and by the bedside sat his mother, and wept. The little invalid had had another of his severe attacks, and a little anger at Stineli's absence had increased the fever. His mother was so cast down, that she did not seem to Stineli the same person at all. When she, at last, recovered her spirits a little, she said,
"You will go across the lake in the sunlight, and return under the beautiful stars; and we shall be thinking of you the whole time," she said to him, when he first mentioned that he should be away on Sunday. On Saturday evening Rico brought his violin, for Stineli's greatest pleasure was to hear him play.
Now it happened that there were three students seated up on the top of the post-wagon: they were off on a vacation trip, and very merry. So when Rico carolled forth Stineli's song in his gayest manner, they all burst out laughing and shouted, "Stop, singer, stop, and begin over again; we want to sing with you." Rico obeyed, and the jolly students joined in with all their might,
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