It seemed as if a storm was in the air; everybody was silent, and on all faces, except one, heavy clouds seemed to be resting.

Nika sat brooding and staring in front of her, for Agnes had interpreted to her their little brother's words.

She swallowed very hard on every mouthful, because she had to swallow a great deal more besides.

Agnes was frowning so that her whole forehead was like one huge wrinkle.

The mother, too, was busy with deep thoughts, as one could see from her worried expression.
Mux, who generally was extremely talkative, was quietly nibbling on his dish of cabbage, with many a deep sigh.