11/58 But we do not start," he exclaimed, excitedly; "we remain. Ach Gott, Selina, who does not arrive." Selina, it appeared, was a niece of Mrs.Sieppe's. They were on the point of starting without her, when she suddenly arrived, very much out of breath. She was a slender, unhealthy looking girl, who overworked herself giving lessons in hand-painting at twenty-five cents an hour. They all began to talk at once, filling the little station-house with a confusion of tongues. |