“Shall we play 'Enke' to-day?”
She started slightly, and got up.
“Be careful not to say 'Du' to each other now,” she whispered.
Now I had not said “Du” at all. I walked away.
Another hour passed. The day was getting long; I would have rowed home alone long before if there had been a third boat; Æsop lay tied up in the hut, and perhaps he was thinking of me. Edwarda's thoughts must surely be far away from me; she talked of how lovely it would be to travel, and see strange places; her cheeks flushed at the thought, and she even stumbled in her speech:
“No one could be more happier than I the day ...”
“'More happier'...?” said the Doctor.
“What?” said she.
“'More happier.'”
“I don't understand.”