Lisa and Lottie. Erich Kastner
Чтение книги онлайн.
Читать онлайн книгу Lisa and Lottie - Erich Kastner страница 6
“What a mean thing!” cried Trudie. “They send you off to camp, and then do a thing like that—behind your back!”
“I think Daddy wants to marry somebody else,” sobbed Steffie.
Lisa and Lottie walked away quickly. What they had just heard had stirred them to the depths.
“Our father,” said Lottie, “hasn’t got a new wife, has he?”
“No,” returned Lisa. “I’d know if he had.”
“Maybe there’s someone he’s planning to marry?” asked Lottie hesitantly.
Lisa shook her curly head. “Of course he has a lot of friends. Women friends, too. But I know he’s not planning to marry. But what about Mommy? Has she a—a man friend?”
“No,” said Lottie confidently. “Mommy has me and her work, and that’s all she asks of life, she says.”
Lisa gave her sister a puzzled look. “Why do you suppose they got divorced?”
Lottie thought for a while. “I wonder if they ever really went to court. I mean, like Steffie’s father and mother.”
“If they didn’t, why is Daddy in Vienna and Mommy in Munich?” asked Lisa. “Why did they separate us?”
“Why,” went on Lottie broodingly, “didn’t they ever tell us that we were really twins? And why has Daddy never told you that Mommy’s still living?”
“Mommy’s never told you that Daddy’s still living, either.” Lisa put her hands on her hips and stuck out her elbows. “Fine parents we’ve got, haven’t we? Just wait till we tell them a few things! That’ll make them sit upl”
“We couldn’t do that,” said Lottie timidly. “We’re only children.”
“Only!” laughed Lisa and tossed her head.
Stuffed pancakes, how horrid! • The mysterious little notebooks • A conspiracy is afoot • Dress rehearsal • Good-by to Bohrlaken on Lake Bohren!
Vacation was coming to an end. The piles of clean clothes had been put in the trunks. The children scarcely knew whether to be sad at leaving or happy at the prospect of returning home.
Mrs. Muther was planning a garden party. The father of one of the girls owned a big store, and he had sent a packing case full of Chinese lanterns, colored streamers, and the like. Now counselors and children together were hard at work decorating the veranda and the garden. They lugged step-ladders from tree to tree, hung the gaudy lanterns among the foliage, looped the crepe paper streamers from bough to bough, and fixed up, on a long table, a handsome box from which lucky numbers would be drawn for prizes. Others wrote numbers on slips of paper. The first prize was a beautiful pair of roller skates.
“Where have Curls and Braids gone?” asked Miss Ursula.
(Such were her new names for Lisa and Lottie.)
“Oh, them!” said Monica, scornfully. “They’re probably sitting in the grass somewhere, holding hands so that the wind won’t blow them apart.”
Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.
Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».
Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.
Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.