There was a twinkle in her eye as she looked up at him. Then the
composure of her features relaxed, and she laughed.
He laughed too, but no comment was made upon the episode. Then began
the goodbyes, and the preparations for the return journey.
Bernardine bent over Catharina, and kissed her sad face.
"Fraeulein will come again?" she whispered eagerly.
And Bernardine promised. There was something in Bernardine's manner
which had won the poor girl's fancy: some unspoken sympathy, some quiet
geniality.
Just as they were starting, Frau Steinhart whispered to Robert Allitsen:
"It is a little disappointing to me, Herr Allitsen. I did so hope you
were betrothed."
August, the blue-spectacled driver, cracked his whip, and of the horses
started homewards.
For some time there was no conversation between the two occupants of the
sledge. Bernardine, was busy thinking about the experiences of the day,
and the Disagreeable Man seemed in a brown study. At last he broke the
silence by asking her how she liked his friends, and what she thought
of Swiss home life; and so the time passed pleasantly.
He looked at her once, and said she seemed cold.
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