"It looks rather funny, Victoria; but I didn't know you were here."
"Naturally you didn't," she replied. "It was just a whim of mine; I thought I would walk round here."
Whew! he'd been too familiar.
"How long are you going to stay at home?" she asked.
"Till the holidays are over."
It was hard work answering her, she seemed all of a sudden to have gone so far away. Then why had she spoken to him?
"Ditlef says you're so clever, Johannes. You always come out top. And he says you write poetry too; is that true?"
He answered curtly with a squirm:
"Yes, of course. Everybody does."
Now, he thought, she wouldn't stay much longer, for she said nothing more.