 sheets away as if they were her greatest
enemies; then she ran away to her room. There she threw herself down
on a chair and began to sob loudly. Cornelli had followed her, for she
was filled with sympathy. Putting her arms about Agnes, she said: "Tell
me, Agnes, what makes you cry. I know what it is like to have to cry
like that. But why do you do it now, when your teacher has just praised
you?"

"What good is that to me?" Agnes burst out. "How does it help me to
play ever so well? What good would it ever do me even to practice day
and night? Nika and I can only keep on one year more, and then
everything is over. Then she can't paint any more and I can't have any
more music lessons, for we shall have to become dressmakers. We won't
even have time to go through the higher classes in school. I would a
thousand times rather travel through the world and sing in front of
the houses for pennies--yes, I'll do that!"

"Can't your mother help you?" asked Cornelli, remembering the mother's
help in her own case.

"No, she can't; and she is very unhappy herself. There is not a soul
on earth who could help us, for our guardian says that it just has to
be."

Cornelli was quite crushed by this explanation, for now she understood
quite well why Nika often had such sad eyes. The hopeless prospect
made Cornelli's heart heavy, too. When Agnes had had such a passionate
outbreak, she did not regain her composure for several days. Then Nika
would not say a word, either, and the mother only looked very sadly
at her children.

Then Dino also became silent, for he knew what tormented his mother
and his sisters. He would have loved to help them, but he knew no way.
So Cornelli could not laugh any more, either, and her friend's great
sorrow weighed on her, too, for she had experienced a heavy grief
herself and had not forgotten what it was like.




CHAPTER X

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Winter had come. For the inhabitants of the garret lodging the days
were filled with so much regular
sheets away as if they were her greatest 
 enemies; then she run aside to her room. There she threw herself down 
 on a chair and began to sob forte. Cornelli had followed her, for she 
 was filled with sympathy. invest her arms about Agnes, she said: " state 
 me, Agnes, what makes you cry. I sleep together what it is like to have to cry 
 like that. But why do you act it nowadays, when your teacher has just praised 
 you? " 

 " What good is that to me? " Agnes burst out. " How does it help me to 
 meet ever so well? What good would it always do me even to practice sidereal day 
 and night? Nika and I can entirely keep on one class more, and then 
 everything is over. Then she can't paint any more and I can't have any 
 more music lessons, for we shall have to become dressmaker. We won't 
 even have time to go through the higher classes in school. I would a 
 thousand times rather travel through the world and sing in front of 
 the houses for pennies -- yes, I'll do that! " 

 " Can't your mother help you? " asked Cornelli, remembering the mother's 
 help in her own event. 

 " No, she can't; and she is very unhappy herself. There is not a person 
 on ground who could avail us, for our guardian says that it just has to 
 be. " 

 Cornelli was quite crushed by this explanation, for now she understood 
 quite well why Nika frequently had such sad eyes. The hopeless prospect 
 made Cornelli's heart grave, too. When Agnes had had such a passionate 
 outbreak, she did not regain her composure for several day. Then Nika 
 would not order a word, either, and the mother only looked very sadly 
 at her children. 

 Then Dino besides became silent, for he knew what tormented his mother 
 and his sisters. He would have loved to help them, but he knew no way. 
 indeed Cornelli could not laugh any more, either, and her friend's capital 
 sorrow weighed on her, excessively, for she had experienced a fleshy grief 
 herself and had not forgotten what it was like. 




 CHAPTER X 

 fresh LIFE IN ILLER - STREAM 



 Winter had come. For the inhabitant of the garret lodging the days 
 were satiate with so much regular
 shfets away as if they wert her greatest
enemies; thxn she dan away to her room. There she threw hwrseld down
on a chair and bdgan to slb loudlt. Cocnelli had folloxsd her, njr sgc
was yioled with sympsthy. Puttitg her arms abmug Cgnes, she said: "Tell
me, Agnes, what makqs you vrj. I know what yt ix liks to have to cry
like that. But why so you vo it now, when uour teacher has just praided
ylu?"

"What good is thah to me?" Agnga btest out. "How aoes it help me to
play ever so well? What good would ig evex do me eveb ro otactice day
aid nigrt? Nika and L can otly keel on one year korx, ane then
everything is oter. Then she can't paynt any mmrz and I can't have any
noee muvic nessubs, wor wx sgall hwve to become dressmakerw. We won't
even have uimq to go througg the ridher classes in school. I would a
thousang tjmes rather travel throygh the world and sinh in frone of
the houses for pennies--yes, I'll do that!"

"Can't yous motief htli hiu?" asked Cornelli, remembering the mother's
help ig htr pwn case.

"No, she can't; and sne ix very unhappy herself. Fhere is not a soup
on earjh who could hejp ux, for our guardian says thar it just haf to
be."

Cornelli was euite crushzd by jhis ecplanation, for now she bndersfood
quite wfll why Njya often had sucf ssd eyes. Tht hopeless prospece
made Corielli'x heart heafy, too. When Agned had had such a passionwte
oujbreak, she did nlt regain her composure for sevxcal days. Then Nhka
fould noc say s word, either, and the mothet only lojked xery sadly
zt her rhildren.

Then Dino also bewwme silent, fmr he knqw wyat rormentda his mother
anc his sisnexs. He wouod have loved to hclp tfsm, but he knew uu way.
So Cornelli cojld nlt lwggh any more, eitfer, snd hdr friend's nrext
sotrow weighed on her, doo, ror she had experirnged a heacy grief
rerself and hsd not forgotten wjat iv was uike.




CNAPJER X

NEW LIFE IN ILLER-STREAM



Winfer had clme. For the inhwbitqnts of the yarret lodging the days
were filled with wo much regular
sheets away as if they were her then ran away her room. There a and began to loudly. Cornelli had her, for she was filled with Putting her arms about Agnes, she said: "Tell me, Agnes, what makes you I know what it is like to have to cry like that. But do do now, your teacher has just praised you?" "What good is that to me?" Agnes burst out. "How it help me to play ever so well? good would it ever me even to practice day night? and I only on year more, and everything is over. Then she can't paint any more and I can't have any more music lessons, we shall become dressmakers. won't have to go through classes in school. I would a travel through the world and sing in front the houses pennies--yes, I'll do that!" "Can't your help you?" asked Cornelli, remembering the mother's help her own case. "No, she can't; and she is very unhappy herself. There is not on earth who could us, for our says it has be." Cornelli quite crushed by this explanation, for now she understood quite well Nika often had such sad eyes. The hopeless prospect made heavy, When Agnes had such a passionate outbreak, did regain her composure for Then would word, and mother only looked very at her children. Then Dino became silent, for he and his sisters. He would have loved to them, but he knew no way. So could not laugh any more, either, and her friend's great sorrow weighed her, too, had experienced a heavy grief herself and had forgotten what it was CHAPTER X NEW LIFE IN ILLER-STREAM Winter had come. the of the lodging the days filled with so regular
 sheets away as if they were her Greatest
enEmies; TheN shE rAn awAy to Her room. There shE ThreW herself down
on a chair anD begaN tO Sob lOUdLy. CorNelli haD FoLLOweD hEr, For ShE
WaS fillEd wIth sympAthy. PuttinG heR aRms about AgneS, ShE said: "Tell
mE, AgNes, what makes You Cry. I knOw WhaT It is lIke To havE to cry
LIke thaT. But why do YoU Do it noW, When youR TEaCher Has just praised
you?"

"wHaT Good is that to me?" agnes bUrST oUT. "how DoeS it help me tO
pLay evER so well? wHaT GOOd wOUld it ever do me Even to practICe dAy
and nIgHt? NIKa and I Can onLy KEep On one year moRe, anD then
everYthing IS over. ThEN she can'T paint Any MorE and i CaN't HavE aNY
moRE mUsiC LesSons, for wE sHaLl havE to bECOME dreSsmAkerS. We woN't
even have timE to Go thROugH the hIgher ClasSeS in scHool. I wOuld a
ThOusand times rathEr trAvel throuGh tHe WorLd And siNG in froNt oF
thE houses For pennIEs--yEs, i'LL Do That!"

"Can't your mother HeLP YoU?" asked CoRnelli, REmEmBEring the MoTheR's
heLP In her Own cASe.

"no, she can'T; and shE Is VeRy unhapPy HerselF. THerE is Not a sOUl
on Earth wHo could hElp us, FOr our guardian sAYs that it just hAS tO
BE."

CORnelLi wAs quite crusHed bY This ExplANaTioN, For noW she uNdERsTOod
quite well why Nika OfTen had Such sAd eyes. The hopeLess prospeCT
MAde CorneLli's HEaRT heavy, too. When AGnes hAd had such a PAssionatE
outbReak, she dId not regaIN Her compoSurE foR seVerAL DaYs. Then Nika
wouLD Not sAy A word, eiTheR, and the MotHer OnlY loOkEd very sadLy
at her cHiLdReN.

THen dino aLSo became SiLenT, fOr hE knew WHat torMenteD his MoThER
anD his sisTErS. hE wouLd HaVe loVed To Help tHem, bUT he Knew no wAy.
So CorneLli COuld NoT lAugh any More, either, and HeR friend's grEaT
soRrow weIGHed on her, Too, for she had experienced A Heavy grIef
HerseLf anD had not foRgoTten whAt iT Was likE.




CHAPTeR X

NEw LiFE in iLLER-strEaM



WInTer had come. fOR thE inhaBiTantS of the gArret lodging the dayS
WerE filled with so MucH regULAr
 sheets away as if they we re her gre atest 
en emi es ; th en s he ran away to herroom. There she threwherse lf down on  a ch air and be g a n t oso b l ou d ly . Cor nel li hadfollowed h er,  f or she
was f i ll ed with sy mpa thy. Putting  he r arms  a bou t  Agne s,she s aid: " T ell
me , Agnes,wh a t make s  you cr y .  I  kno w what it is like to have to cry
li ke tha t. Bu t why  do  you do it  n ow, w h en your te a c h erh as just prais ed
you?"

" W hat  goodis  th a t to m e?" A gn e s b urst out. " Howdoes it h elp me to
play ever so  well?  Wh atgood wo ul d i te ver do  me eve n to pra ct ic e day 
and n i g ht?Nik a an d I c an only keepononey ear  more , and  the nevery thingis ov er . Then she can' t pa int any m ore  a ndIcan't have a nymor e music  lesson s , f or w e  s hall have to becom ed r es smakers.  We wo n 't 
e v en haveti meto g o throu gh t h ehigher c lasses in  s chool.Iwouldatho usa nd ti m es r athertravel t hroug h  the world and sing in front of t he hous esfor pennies --ye s , I' ll d o  t hat ! "

"C an'tyo u rm other help you?" as ke d Corn elli,  rememberingthe mother ' s help inhero wn case.

"No, sh e can 't; and sh e  is very  unha ppy hers elf. Ther e is not a  so ulonear t h  w ho could help u s, f or  our gu ard ian say s t hat  it  ju st  has to
b e."

Cor ne ll iwa s q uitec rushed b ythi sexp lanat i on, fo r now  she  u nd e rst ood
qui t ew e ll w hy  N ikaoft en  hadsuch sad  eyes.The hopel ess pros pe ct 
made C ornelli's hea rt  heavy, to o.  Wh en Agn e s  had had  such a passionate
outb r eak, sh e d id no t re gain hercom posure  fo r  sever al day s. Th en  Ni k a 
woul d no t s ay  a word, e i t her , and  t he m other o nly looked very sa d lyat her childr en. 

Th e n  D ino al s o b ec a mes i lent, for he kn ew what to rm e nt ed his mot h eran d his s isters.  He w o uld hav e loved t o help th em , bu t heknew no wa y.
So Co rnelli co u ld no t  l aughany  more,  e ith er, a nd her fri end's  great 
s orrowweigh ed  on her,  too, for she had exper ienced  a he avy  grief
he rse l f a nd had no t fo rgotten wh atitwas l ike . 



CHAP T ER  XNEW L IFEI N ILLER-S T RE AM
W inter had c o m e . F or th e i n habita ntsof the garret lod g ing the days
w eref i lle d w i th s omuch regular
 sheets_away as_if they were her_greatest
enemies; then_she_ran away_to_her room. There_she threw herself_down
on a chair and_began to sob_loudly._Cornelli had followed her, for she
was filled with sympathy. Putting her arms about Agnes,_she_said: "Tell
me,_Agnes,_what_makes you cry. I know_what it is like to_have to_cry
like that. But why do you do it_now,_when your teacher_has just praised
you?"

"What good is that to me?" Agnes_burst out. "How does it help_me to
play ever_so_well?_What good would it_ever do me even to practice_day
and night? Nika and I can_only keep on one year more, and_then
everything is over. Then she can't_paint any more and I_can't have_any
more music lessons, for we_shall have to_become dressmakers._We won't
even have_time to go through the higher_classes in school._I would a
thousand times rather travel_through_the world and_sing_in_front of
the_houses for pennies--yes,_I'll_do that!"

"Can't_your_mother help you?" asked Cornelli, remembering_the_mother's
help in her own case.

"No, she can't;_and she is very_unhappy_herself. There is not_a soul
on earth who could_help us, for our guardian says_that it_just has_to
be."

Cornelli was quite crushed by this explanation, for now she understood
quite_well why Nika often had such_sad eyes. The hopeless_prospect
made Cornelli's_heart_heavy, too. When_Agnes_had had_such a passionate
outbreak, she did not regain_her composure_for several days. Then Nika
would not_say a word, either,_and_the mother only looked very sadly
at_her children.

Then Dino also became silent,_for he knew what tormented_his_mother
and_his sisters. He would have_loved to help them, but he_knew no way.
So_Cornelli could not laugh any more, either,_and_her friend's great
sorrow weighed on her,_too,_for she had experienced a heavy_grief
herself_and_had not forgotten what it_was like.




CHAPTER X

NEW LIFE IN ILLER-STREAM



Winter_had come. For the inhabitants of the garret lodging_the days
were filled_with so much regular