"Oh," said Anna, in distress.
"'Ow's Mr. Vanderlyn to find, then?"
"Oh, I do not know," said Anna in dismay.
"Hi do," said M'riar, scrubbing furiously toward Anna till that dainty maiden fled before her and took refuge in the doorway. "Hi'm goin' back there to leave word fer 'im."
"Father might not wish—" Anna began doubtfully.
"Mr. Vanderlyn—'e would," said M'riar.
"Perhaps—he might," said Anna.
When Herr Kreutzer reached the tenement again he was both humbled and elated. To have discovered any kind of work was fortunate, to have found the only place available a cheap beer-garden was disheartening. But work he had and they could live, which surely was a great deal to be thankful for.
"Ach, liebschen," he exclaimed on entering, anxious to apprise her of his luck, loath to tell her all its details. "I have work. I play first flute, from this time onwards, in a—pleasure park." He did not tell her that there was no second flute or any other instrument save a terrible piano, played by a black "professor"; he did not tell her that "the park" was a beer-garden.
She rushed to him and threw her arms about his neck.