The things we do!

"You ought to have seen me stealing in. Hahaha!"
But this young girl was--not artful enough, she changed colour at her
little confession, and laughed forcedly to cover her confusion.
I try to help her out, and say:
"You're really good-hearted, you know. Fru Falkenberg would never have
done a thing like that."
"No; but then she's older. Did you think we were the same age?"
"Does Fru Falkenberg say she doesn't _want_ to be fond of anybody?"
"Yes. Oh no ... bother, I don't know. Fru Falkenberg's married, of course;
she doesn't say anything. Now talk to me again a little.... Yes, and do
you remember the time we went up to the store to buy things, you know? And
I kept walking slower and slower for you to catch up...."
"Yes ... that was nice of you. And now I'll do something for you in
return."
I rose from my seat, and walked across to where young Bewer sat, and asked
if he would not care to join us at our table. I brought him along; Froken
Elisabeth flushed hotly as he came up.


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