"Poor little sister!"
They quite frightened the child with all these
lamentations, and it was at last determined that if Fanny would say to papa, if he pressed her, that she did not want to go to Aunt Teresa, they would all take her part.
At that same moment Meyer's steps were audible upon the staircase. He rushed into the room with his hat on—but, indeed, in such a house as that it was not usual to take off one's hat at all at any time. He knew that every one was looking at his face, but he also knew that his face was distorted enough to frighten any one who looked at it.
Without bestowing a glance on any one, he simply said to Fanny—
"Put on your hat and cloak, and look sharp about it!"
"Why, papa?" asked Fanny. Like all badly-brought-up children, she always said, "What for?" before doing anything she was told to do.
"You are to come with me."
"Where?"
"To Aunt Teresa's."