Family -- Juvenile fiction; Switzerland -- Juvenile fiction
“Just hold still one moment, if you can,” the gentleman now demanded.
“You probably know that I am Mr. Schaller, your guardian. I have just
given your mother some advice, which was meant for your good. You do
not look in the least stupid, so you can help to persuade your mother.
I am sure you can understand what is good for you. Are you the elder?”
“No, the younger one,” came quickly back for answer.
“So much the better. Then the elder will be still more sensible. If
you take my advice you can both contribute to the prosperity of the
whole family.” With these words the gentleman gave the little girl his
hand and went away.
Agnes flew up the rest of the stairs and into the narrow hall. Her
brother Mux was standing expectantly in the open doorway. He did this
every day at the time his brother and sisters were coming home from
school. He loved the change that their coming brought after the quiet
morning.
“A fat gentleman was here and mother said afterward: ‘Oh God!’ and you
can’t play the piano any more,” he reported.
Agnes ran into the next room and as quickly out again. “Where is mother?
Mother, mother!” she called, opening one door after another.
“Here I am, Agnes, but do not be so violent,” sounded the mother’s
voice from the kitchen.
Agnes ran to her. “Mother, what is Mux saying? Is it really true? I
know that Mr. Schaller has been here and that he can tell us what we
have to do. What did he say? Is it really true what Mux has said? Oh,
I’ll never eat again! I don’t want to sleep or do anything any more.
Everything, then, is lost!”
Agnes was frightfully excited. Her cheeks were dark red and her eyes
seemed to shoot forth flashes of lightning.
“But, child, you must not speak this way. Do not get so terribly
excited,” the mother calmly admonished her. “There is no time now to
discuss a subject which we have to talk over quietly. We shall do so
to-night. You know perfectly well that I have the greatest sympathy
for your wishes and ambitions, and that it means as much to me as to
you. As soon as we have a quiet hour together we can talk it all over.”
These words quieted the child. She knew that her mother always shared
every experience with them. In coming to town, mother and daughter had
hoped to be able to carry out their most fervent wish, namely, the
completion of Agnes’ musical education. Agnes could count on her
mother’s help. It was for the happiness of both of them. So Agnes went
out to the kitchen to do her work as usual. Both the sisters always
helped to lighten their mother’s work, for their only servant was quite
a young girl, who did not do much besides run errands.
Mux went back to his former place. He was intensely pleased with the
great effect and excitement his words had produced on Agnes. Hearing
somebody else coming upstairs, he prepared to repeat his speech.
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