"
"Oh, indeed! You've said that before. You said it only a week ago."
"Well, I am going now."
He looked up at her.
"Going away?"
"Yes. Very soon."
But he saw that he had betrayed himself in grasping so eagerly,
delightedly, at the suggestion, and tried now to smooth it over.
"There, there!" he said. "Be a nice sensible cousin now, and don't talk
about going away."
"I am going," she said, and, slipping past him, went down the stairs by
herself. He followed after.
Then the porter came out and we went down together. The last box was
smaller than the others. I asked him to carry it up himself, pretending I
had hurt my hand. I helped him to get it on his back, and went off home.
Now I could go away the following day.
That afternoon Grindhusen, too, was dismissed. The engineer had sent for
him, given him a severe talking to for doing no work and staying in town
and getting drunk; in a word, his services were no longer needed.
I thought to myself: It was strangely sudden, this new burst of courage on
the part of the engineer.
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