"To take a little walk," replied Nanna.
"Be careful, Nanna," said Magde seriously, "you will soon be a young woman."
"And why should that affect you so?" replied Nanna, astonished at Magde's caution.
"O, only that poor women who wish to preserve their fair fame, are not allowed to go out when they choose."
"What did you say?"
"I say that the sun, earth, water, trees, and flowers, are made only for the rich, who can admire them from their fine carriages and pleasure yachts."
"But, dear Magde, you have always—"
"Silence, child," interrupted Magde, "you do not know the insults to which we females of humble birth are exposed."
"We are not born that we should thus be insulted," said Nanna.
"True, true; but then we should have been born as deformed and ugly as those sins, which even our modesty will not preserve us from being suspected of."