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MihaElla
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At this point,we hear a sharp knock at the door that separates the before-mentioned ladies’ room from our own. We both start & turn pale,& then look at each other. B. is the first to recover his presence of mind. Eliminating,by a strong effort,all traces of nervousness from his voice,he calls out in a tone of wonderful coolness:
Yes, what is it?
Are you in bed?comes a voice from the other side of the door.
— Apr 26, 2020 09:19AM
Yes, what is it?
Are you in bed?comes a voice from the other side of the door.
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MihaElla
is on page 219 of 220
A visit to Germany is a tonic to an Englishman.We English are always sneering at ourselves,& patriotism in England is regarded as a stamp of vulgarity. The Germans,on the other hand,believe in themselves,& respect themselves.The world for them is not played out.Their country to them is still the “Fatherland”..
— Apr 26, 2020 10:35AM
MihaElla
is on page 215 of 220
“They are a simple, earnest, homely, genuine people. They do not laugh much; but when they do, they laugh deep down. They are slow, but so is a deep river. A placid look generally rests upon their heavy features; but sometimes they frown, and then they look somewhat grim.”
— Apr 26, 2020 10:32AM
MihaElla
is on page 210 of 220
I like the Germans. B. says I ought not to let them know this, because it will make them conceited; but I have no fear of such a result. I am sure they possess too much common-sense for their heads to be turned by praise, no matter from whom.
— Apr 26, 2020 10:27AM
MihaElla
is on page 205 of 220
“B. begins to grow quite frightened. He says:
“We shall never be able to leave this city. There are no trains out of Munich at all. It’s a plot to keep us here, that’s what it is. We shall never be able to get away. We shall never see dear old England again!”
— Apr 26, 2020 10:16AM
“We shall never be able to leave this city. There are no trains out of Munich at all. It’s a plot to keep us here, that’s what it is. We shall never be able to get away. We shall never see dear old England again!”
MihaElla
is on page 200 of 220
It seems to be a train that starts out from Munich at 1.45, and goes off on the loose. Possibly, it is a young, romantic train, fond of mystery. It won’t say where it’s going to. It probably does not even know itself. It goes off in search of adventure.
“I shall start off,” it says to itself, “at 1.45 punctually, and just go on anyhow, without thinking about it, and see where I get to.
— Apr 26, 2020 10:12AM
“I shall start off,” it says to itself, “at 1.45 punctually, and just go on anyhow, without thinking about it, and see where I get to.
MihaElla
is on page 195 of 220
B. and I very nearly had an accident one warm night, owing to our ignorance of this custom. Each time after we had swallowed the quart, we left the pot, standing before us with the cover up, and each time it was, in consequence, taken away, and brought back to us, brimming full again. After about the sixth time, we gently remonstrated...
— Apr 26, 2020 09:57AM
MihaElla
is on page 190 of 220
I think one would learn to love these German women if one lived among them for long. There is something so sweet, so womanly, so genuine about them. They seem to shed around them, from their bright, good-tempered faces, a healthy atmosphere of all that is homely, and simple, and good...
— Apr 26, 2020 09:48AM
MihaElla
is on page 185 of 220
As for pictures and sculptures, I am thoroughly tired of them. The greatest art critic living could not dislike pictures and sculptures more than I do at this moment. We began by spending a whole morning in each gallery. We examined each picture critically, and argued with each other about its “form” and “colour” and “treatment” and “perspective” and “texture” and “atmosphere.” ..
— Apr 26, 2020 09:31AM
MihaElla
is on page 170 of 220
And now, as to the right or wrong of the performance [Passion Play] as a whole. Do you see any objection to the play from a religious point of view?
— Apr 26, 2020 06:06AM
MihaElla
is on page 164 of 220
He was a German Count,if I remember rightly,& like most German Counts, had not much money;& her father, as fathers will when proposed to by impecunious would-be sons-in-law, refused his consent. The Count then went abroad to try and make, or at all events improve, his fortune. He went to America, and there he prospered. In a year or two he came back, tolerably rich—to find, however, that he was too late...
— Apr 26, 2020 05:32AM
“Oh! Sorry to disturb you, but we shall be so glad when you get up. We can’t go downstairs without coming through your room. This is the only door. We have been waiting here for two hours, and our train goes at three.”
Great Scott! So that is why the poor old souls have been hanging round the door, terrifying us out of our lives.
“All right, we’ll be out in five minutes. So sorry. Why didn’t you call out before?”