But for that I should have come then," Apollonie quickly retorted.
So he silently led the way, for he had had to realize that Apollonie was not in the least backward now that she had the master's full support.
She first sought out her old chamber, and Loneli was extremely puzzled to see her grandmother wiping her eyes over and over again.

The whole thing was like a beautiful fairy story to the child, and she loved the charming room with the dark wainscoting along the wall.
But Apollonie did not indulge very long in dreams and memories.

Soon after, she was making war on the fine spider-webs in the kitchen, and in a couple of hours it already looked livable and cosy there.

Mr.Trius smiled quite pleasantly when he entered, as he was just on the point of brewing himself and his master a cup of coffee.

The only thing he usually added was a piece of dry bread, as he was too lazy to get milk and butter from the neighboring farmers, and his master had never asked for either.