You will see what happens.

It will be a great triumph for me to prove to all the school and the village people that there is no restless ghost who wanders around Wildenstein." "No, I shan't see it, because I won't come.

Mother does not want us to have anything to do with this story, you know that, Kurt! Oh, here comes Elvira! I must speak to her." With these words Mea suddenly flew down the mountainside.

A girl of her own age was slowly coming up the incline.

It was hard to tell if this measured walk was natural to her or was necessary to preserve the beautiful red and blue flowers on her little hat, which were not able to stand much commotion.