"Apollonie will show you how it is done." Apollonie immediately seized him firmly about the waist.
"You do the same, Mr.Trius," she said; "then please, Baron, put one arm about his neck and one around mine.

We shall clasp hands under your feet and lift you up." In the most easy, comfortable way the Baron was lifted and carried to his chamber and placed on the fresh bed.

Leaning back on the easy pillows, he looked about him.
"How charming it is," he said, letting his glance rest here and there.
"You have brought everything back, Mrs.Apollonie, and have made it look the way it was years ago." "Make things comfortable for him for the night now," Apollonie whispered to Mr.Trius, leaving the room to repair to the kitchen.
"Gracious heavens! what disorder," she cried out on entering, for the whole place was covered with dust and spider-webs.

Opening a cupboard, she saw only a loaf of bread and a couple of eggs, and this was all she was able to find even on further search.
"What a wretch!" she cried out in bitter rage.

"He seems to give his master nothing but eggs.