He was out, but expected in shortly.
So I said I would wait, for it meant nearly half a day wasted if I had my trip for nothing.
The old lady gave me a chair in the kitchen, for they were good, honest German folks, you know.
I soon became interested watching a young girl who was busily engaged kneading bread.
Casual observation induced me to believe she might be about twelve years of age.
After some time, I broke the silence by remarking:
"Don't you go to school?"
"No; I stopped school some time ago," she replied, smiling.