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Look! there he comes already. He has been spying about, and nothing ever escapes him." Mr. Trius was already standing at the gate with his stick and opened it. "That is fine," he said, receiving the basket, and was in the act of closing the door again immediately. "No, no, Mr. Trius, don't do that!" said Apollonie, restraining him.
Trius, how could he let the child go in and walk about the garden while his old servant is kept out? She ought to be in there looking after things. I am sure you have never told him how I have come to you, come again and again and have begged you to admit me. I want to put things into their old order and you don't want me to.
Trius had been definitely ordered to change his usual mode of behaviour. Mrs. Maxa now approached the chair near the pine tree. "Have you really come, Mrs. Maxa?" said the sick man, putting out his hand. "Did no bitter feelings against the evil-doer keep you back?" Mrs. Maxa pressed the proffered hand and replied, "I could wish for no greater joy, Baron, than to have your door opened for me.
Trius gave it to him. Please don't go on so," she said a trifle impatiently. But this was only oil poured on the flames. "Yes, no one knows what he does and what he doesn't do," Apollonie lamented, louder than ever. "The poor master is sick, and all his servant does is to stumble about the place, not asking after his needs and letting everything go to rack and ruin.
Trius had long ago observed them and stood immovably behind the door. Hoping that he would open it, the children waited expectantly, but he did not budge. "We want to pay a visit to the Castle-Steward," said Mäzli. "You'd better open soon." "Not for two," was the answer. "Certainly. We both have to go in, because he is expecting us," Mäzli informed him.
Trius," she said; "then please, Baron, put one arm about his neck and one around mine. We shall clasp hands under your feet and lift you up." In the most easy, comfortable way the Baron was lifted and carried to his chamber and placed on the fresh bed. Leaning back on the easy pillows, he looked about him. "How charming it is," he said, letting his glance rest here and there.
Her former master has for nurse, servant, cook and valet only that peculiar and ancient Mr. Trius. She can hardly think about it without wishing that she might do something for her old friend. The poor woman is so anxious to make his life at the castle a little more the way it used to be in the old times." "For heaven's sake, Maxa, I hope you are not trying to interfere.
Trius, and he couldn't have been there," Kurt objected. "I know that he sneaks about the meadows till late in the evening in order to catch apple-thieves. That is so far from the little woods that he could not possibly have heard us." "But it was Mr. Trius just the same, you can believe me, Kurt," Loneli assured her friend. "My grandmother has often said that Mr.
From the time when he reappeared till to-day, Mr. Trius has led a solitary life and sees no one except Apollonie, and her only when he is in need of her. However hard Apollonie tried to make him tell about his master, he would not do it. You know now about my happy life in Wildenstein and will be able to understand the reason why I moved here again after the death of your father.
In her anxiety about the sick master she had forgotten everything else. "Where is the child?" she suddenly cried out in great anxiety. "Good gracious, where is she? She must have run into the garden." Mr. Trius had suddenly grown more lively. Throwing the gate to with great violence, he turned the huge key before pulling it rapidly out.
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