sometimes too busy and that I never know a second's rest. . . ."
He sat down and looked at her lunch.
"I came to take a snack with you and just to have a chat. But I see that you're in a great hurry and that you haven't a great deal to eat, so I don't expect you want me. . . ."
"Do you think I sit down to an elaborate meal all by myself? No, Gerrit, I've no time for that."
"Have you a mouthful for me?"
"A mouthful, yes. I'll ring and order a couple of eggs for you."
She rang, ordered the eggs; and Gerrit was given a plate on the edge of the unlaid table:
"I'm glad to see you again, Sissy," said Gerrit. "I never see you at all, now that we don't meet at Mamma's."
"Well, you don't miss much."
"I can't say you're very amiable to-day. Have you such a thing as a glass of beer for me?"
"No, I haven't any beer."
"What are you drinking then?"
"Water, as you see."
"Oh, do you drink nothing but water? Well, then I'll have a glass of water too. I'm not very hungry either," said Gerrit, fibbing, for he was always hungry. "And, tell me, Dorine: don't you intend to run down to Nunspeet?"
"Ye-es," said Dorine, dubiously. "I ought
