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People may surmise may invent, but they cannot know your secret unless you tell it to them, and their imaginings take so many forms, the multitude of things that they create blot out all definite design. Thus every one at R had a different theory about my loss of spirits and the relapse of Mr. Langenau, but no one ever knew what passed that night. Richard came.
Langenau unconscious, and which brought things to a standstill for a moment. Kalian said we did not know anything about the storm up here at the house; that more than one tree had been struck within a few feet of him on the shore.
"In the meantime," said Richard to his sister, "send those two to bed," pointing out Henrietta and me. "I've told them to go, but they won't," said Sophie, somewhat sharply. Henrietta walked off, rather injured, but I would not go. Mr. Langenau had another faint attack, and I was quite certain he would die. Charlotte was making him breathe sal volatile and Sophie ran to rub his hands.
As we left the table and lingered for a few moments in the hall, Richard came up to me and said, as he prepared to light his cigar, "Will you not come out and walk up and down the path here with me while I smoke?" I began to make some excuse, for I wanted to do nothing just then but watch the stairway to see if Mr. Langenau did not come down even then and go into the dining-room.
Langenau, I am sure you will be good enough to help us; I will send over to the school-room for that flute and those piles of music that I've seen upon a shelf, and you will be charitable enough to play for us." "I must beg you will not take that trouble." "Oh, Mr. Langenau, that is selfish now." Mrs.
No doubt Richard thought I went to my own room; but I spent the next hour on the landing-place, looking down into the hall. It was rather a serious matter, getting Mr. Langenau even into the library, and it was well they had not attempted his own room. Patrick was called, and with his assistance and Richard's, he began to move across the hall.
Langenau did not move or show any interest in my sufferings. I was half-crying, but I sat still and tried with the other hand to replace the cup and fill it. Seeing that I did not make much headway, and that Richard had stepped back, Mr. Langenau said, "Allow me," and held the cup while I managed to pour the tea into it.
The seat opposite me was not filled when we sat down. "Where is Mr. Langenau, Charley?" said his mother. "I'm sure I don't know, mamma," said Charley, applying himself to marmalade. "Charley doesn't see much of his tutor out of hours, I think," said Miss Benson. "A good deal too much of him in 'em," murmured Charley, between a spoonful of marmalade and a drink of milk.
My tears dropped upon his upturned face; and when the stars came out, and we were told it was time to go back to the house, we went back hand in hand, firm friends for all life from that Sunday night. "There is Mr. Langenau," said Benny; "waiting for you, I should think." Mr. Langenau was waiting for me at the piazza steps. He fixed his eyes on mine as if waiting for my permission to speak again.
"I am ashamed to eat as much as I want, for here is Mr. Langenau beside me, who has only broken a roll in two and drank a cup of coffee." "I am not perhaps quite used to your American way of breakfasting," he returned quickly. "But you ate breakfasts when we first came," said the sweet girl gently. "Was not the weather cooler then?" he answered, "and I have missed my walk this morning."
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