Holk started up; but Ebba, less afraid of being discovered than of appearing ridiculous by anxiously trying to avoid discovery, went quickly to the door and opened it. It was Karin. “What’s the matter, Karin?” “Something serious. My room is full of ...
Everybody was at the station, Effi, her mother, Cousin Briest; it was a warm reception and Effi’s was the warmest of all, and a world of things had been talked about by the time the carriage they had taken stopped outside the new apartment in Keithstrasse. ‘Oh, you’ve made a good choice here Effi...