"God be praised," she said, her eyes dancing; "I will call your Frau Mother."
He was home, but how had he come there?
There was Madame von Stork, the tears flowing; there was his father; Pauline, too; how handsome she was! And Marianne; but how serious she had grown! And the twins.
"Come here, Ilse. The other hand, Elchen! And Carlchen, how big you are!"
The children, hanging their heads, were pushed to the bed by Marianne.
Franz's eyes sought other figures.
"Wolfgang?" he said. "And Otto; where is Otto?"
It was days before he heard all the news, and it was days before he learned all that had happened.
Wolfgang was dead.
The Herr Lieutenant turned his face away.