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s"r CHAPTER III. Continued. 'o's
Bcrnardire thanked her, crossed the
road and passed into the shop.
NOW have taughther lesson not to
interfere with me-" said Bernardine TO
herself How beautiful she isl'
Mrs Reffold and her two companions
went silently on their way. At last the
silence was broken.
"Well, I'm blesscdl' said the taller of
the two lighting a cigar.
cigar too.
'Those are precisely my own feelings"
remarked Mrs. Reffold.
But she had learned her lesson.
CHAPTER w.
CoNcERNING wARLI AND MARIE.
Warli, the little hunchback postman, q
CHEEKY soul, came whistling up the kur-
haus stairs. carrying with him that pre-
cious parcel of registered letters which
gave him the position Of being the most
Important person In Petershof. He was u
linguist, too, was Warli, and could speak
broken English in most fascinating way,
agreeable To every one, but intelligible
only to himself Well, he came whistling
up the stairs when no heard Mario's blithe
voice humnling her favorite spinning song.
"Ei, eip' he said TO himself ''Marie Is
In good temper today. will give her a
call as pass"
He arranged his neckerchief and smooth
ed his curls, and when he reached tho end
of the landing he paused outside little
glass door, and, all unobseryed, watched
Marie In her pantry cleaning the candle
sticks and lamps.
Marie heard a knock, and looking up
from her work saw Warli
Good day, Warli, 4" she said, glancing
hurriedly at a tiny broken mirror suspend
ed on the wall II suppose you have let
ter for me- How delightful"
"Never mind about the letter jast now, "
he said, waving his hand as though wish
ing to dismiss the subject. How nice TO
hear you singing SO sweetly, Marie! Dear
me, in the old days at Grusch, how often
have heard that song Of tho spinning
wheelsl You have forgotten the old days,
Marie, though you remembcr the song"
give me my letter, Warli, and go about
your work. said Marie, pretending TO be
impatient. But all the same her eyes look
ed extremely friendly. There was some
thing very winning about the hunchback' g
face.
"Ah, ah, Mariel' he said, shaking his
curly head. II know how it is with you.
You only like people in fine binding.
They have not always fine hearts. :"
What nonsense you talk, WarliP' said
Marie. "There, just hand me the oil can.
You can I'LL this lamp for me- Not too
full, you goosel And this one also--ah,
you re letting the oil trickle down. Why,
you no not fit for anything except carrying
lettersi Here, give me my letter"
What pretty fowersi" said Warli.
"Now, If there is one thing do like, it is
flower. Can you spare me one, Mariei
| Put one In my buttonholc, doP'
"You are n nuisance this afternoon" "
said Marie, smiling and pinning flower
ON warli's blue coat. just then a bell
| rang violently,
| quite mad, said Marie. They always
ring just when am enjoying myself"
when you are enjoying yourselfl' said
Warli triumphantly.
''Of course returned Marie. 81 always
do enjoy cleaning the Oil lamps; always
| did,
"Ah, I'd forgotten the oil lampsl' said
Warli.
"And so had l., laughed Marie. "Na,
ma, there goes that bell againl Won't they
1 DC dHkIyi NOh tiSy cttih GU iittt AAtfNf
| Warli give me my letter, and IN be off y
81 never told you had any letter for
you," remarked Warli. 1T was entirely
| your own idea Good afternoon, Fraulein
Marie"
The Portuguese ladies' bell rang again,
still more passionately this time, but Ma
me did not seem 70 hear nor care. She
wished to be revcnged on that impudent
postman. She went to the top of the
stairs and called after Warli in her most
coaxing tones:
do step down one moment. Iwant to
show you something"
"I must deliver the registered letters, y
said Warli, with official haughtiness. 81
have already wasted too much Of my
| time"
Won't you waste few more minutes
on me'" pleaded Marie pathetically 1T
In not often see you now
warli came down again, looking very
happy.
Il want to show you such beautiful
photograph I've had taken" said Marie
"Ach, 10 is beautifull"
''You must give ono to me-" said Warl
eagerly
| ''Oh, I can't do that" replied Marie q:
| she opened the drawer and took out smal
packet. 1T was present TO me from the
| Polish gentleman himself. He saw me tn,
other day here in the pantry. i was so tired
and had fallen asleep, with my broom
| just as you see me here. So he made q
photograph Of me. He admires me very
much. Isn't it nice, and isn't the Polish
gentleman clever, and isn't 1t nice to hav,
% much attention paid to oneP oh, there''
that horrid bell againl Good afternoon
Herr Warli. That Is all i have TO say tc
you, thank you"
Warli's feelings toward the Polish gen
/. tleman were not of the friendliest thai
day.
| CHAPTER V.
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