"What a handsome man he has grown," complimented Grandmother Fromm.
"What a good fellow!"—remarked Mother Fromm.
"What a clever fellow! How learned!" was Father Fromm's encomium.
"And what a muscular rascal!" said Henrik, overcome with astonishment that another boy too had grown as large as he. "Do you remember how one evening you threw me on to the bed? How angry I was with you then!"
"Do you remember how the first evening you put away the cake for Henrik?" said grandmamma. "How you blushed then!"
"Do you remember," interrupted Father Fromm, "the first time you addressed me in German? How I laughed at you then!"
"Well, and do you remember me?" said Fanny playfully, putting her hand on her fiancé's arm.
"When first you kissed me here," retorted Desiderius, looking into her beaming eyes.
"How you feared me then!"
"Well, and do you remember," said the young fellow in a voice void of feeling, "when I stood resting against the doorpost, and you came to drag my secret out of me. How I loved you then!"