It does not matter about her brother's visit, because they can see each other again in Hanover, for he is at a boarding school there." The lady now opened a door and led Mrs.Maxa into a room.
"Leonore, look, here is Mrs.Bergmann, a great friend of your mother's." Miss Remke said, "and I am sure you will be glad of the news she is bringing you.

I shall accept your kind permission to get back to my work now, Mrs.Bergmann.Everything is ready for Leonore, because she was to leave for the hospital very shortly." With these words she went out.

The sick child sat completely dressed on a bed in the corner of the room, half reclining on the pillows.
Mrs.Maxa had to agree with her brother who had said that she had her mother's large, speaking eyes, the same soft brown curls, and the same serious expression on her delicately shaped little face.

Mrs.Maxa would have easily recognized the child even without knowing her name.
Leonore only looked more serious still; in fact, her glance was extremely sad and at that moment tears were hanging on her lashes, for she had been crying.

The boy sitting by her got up and made a bow to the new arrival.
He had his father's gay blue eyes and his clear, open brow.