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Franz
looked
at
her
in
surprise
.
"
Nicole
’
s
not
sick
.
What
makes
you
ask
,
dearest
one
?
"
"
You
see
her
so
much
—
I
thought
she
must
be
sick
.
"
"
We
will
talk
of
this
in
the
house
.
"
Kaethe
agreed
meekly
.
His
study
was
over
in
the
administration
building
and
the
children
were
with
their
tutor
in
the
living
-
room
;
they
went
up
to
the
bedroom
.
"
Excuse
me
,
Franz
,
"
said
Kaethe
before
he
could
speak
.
"
Excuse
me
,
dear
,
I
had
no
right
to
say
that
.
I
know
my
obligations
and
I
am
proud
of
them
.
But
there
is
a
bad
feeling
between
Nicole
and
me
.
"
"
Birds
in
their
little
nests
agree
,
"
Franz
thundered
.
Finding
the
tone
inappropriate
to
the
sentiment
he
repeated
his
command
in
the
spaced
and
considered
rhythm
with
which
his
old
master
,
Doctor
Dohmler
,
could
cast
significance
on
the
tritest
platitude
.
"
Birds
—
in
—
their
—
nests
—
AGREE
!
"
"
I
realize
that
.
You
haven
’
t
seen
me
fail
in
courtesy
toward
Nicole
.
"
"
I
see
you
failing
in
common
sense
.
Nicole
is
half
a
patient
—
she
will
possibly
remain
something
of
a
patient
all
her
life
.
In
the
absence
of
Dick
I
am
responsible
.
"
He
hesitated
;
sometimes
as
a
quiet
joke
he
tried
to
keep
news
from
Kaethe
.
"
There
was
a
cable
from
Rome
this
morning
.
Dick
has
had
grippe
and
is
starting
home
to
-
morrow
.
"
Relieved
,
Kaethe
pursued
her
course
in
a
less
personal
tone
:
