It was then that she loved to
walk and roam around. Her father had barely left the room, when she
again ran outside and, as usual, down the path.
At that moment the energetic Esther was coming from the garden with
a large basket on her arm. She had wisely picked some vegetables for
the following day.
"Don't go out again, Cornelli," she said. "Just look at the gray clouds
above the mountain! I am afraid we shall have a thunderstorm."
"Oh, I just have to go to Martha," replied Cornelli quickly. "I must
tell her something, and I don't think a storm will come so soon."
"Of course it won't come for a long while," called Miss Mina. Through
the open door she had overheard the warning and had stepped outside
to say: "Just go to Martha, Cornelli; the storm won't come for a long
time, I am sure."
So the child flew away while Esther passed Miss Mina, silently shrugging
her shoulders. That was always the way it happened when Cornelli wanted
anything. If Miss Mina thought that something should not be done,
Esther always arrived, saying that nothing on earth would be easier
than to do that very thing.
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