ne. You have had rainy weather lately, I suppose?' she went on, turning to the maid-servant.
The girl held up her hands.
'Rain,' she repeated, 'yes, indeed, I should rather think so--rain, rain, rain, for ever so many days. The ladies have brought us the sunshine.'
So it seemed, for when they made their way downstairs, Leonore scarcely knew the dining-room again, it looked so bright and cheerful in comparison with the night before. Their coffee and rolls had not yet made their appearance, so the little girl flew to the window to see what she could through the muslin blinds. For the window opened straight out on to the pavement, so that any inquisitive passer-by could peep in, which made the blinds quite necessary, as, though it is very pleasant to look out, it is not equally so to feel that strangers can look in when one is sitting at table.
Leonore pulled a tiny corner of the blind aside.
'Oh, Fraulein,' she exclaimed, 'it is such a nice street. And there are lots of people