That evening Elsli was sitting on the long bench at home, quite hidden by the three little brothers, who had taken complete possession of her.  She bore the infliction patiently, for she knew it was the last time, at least for many months.  She had begun to realize her good fortune, and to rejoice in the prospect before her.  Clarissa had completely won her heart; and the child could talk to her freely and without reserve, as she had never spoken to any one before, except Nora.  She did not feel so much at ease with Mrs. Stanhope, but she loved her as Nora’s mother, and Mrs. Stanhope was kind to her, but not like Clarissa.  Elsli puzzled her mind a good deal about the sort of life she was to lead in her new home; and as to whether she should be able to do all that was required of her, and to do it properly.  But more than all, she was worried about Fani, from whom she was now so completely separated, and whom she might not see again for long years.  As she sat pondering on these problems, she was totally unconscious that Hanseli was pulling and kicking her in the old style, when Emma suddenly came into the room.

“Elsli,” she cried, breathlessly, before she had fairly passed the threshold, “you are going away to-morrow, and I have something very important to say to you.  Put the boys down, and come with me; do.”

“Hanseli will scream if I do,” said Elsli, and he did scream; but Emma took him without ceremony from his sister’s arms, setting him on the ground with no gentle hand; and before the frightened child had recovered from his surprise, she had dragged Elsli away round the corner of the house to a secluded place behind the big apple-tree.

“Here, I want you to take this with you,” she began, holding out a thick roll of paper, “and I want to tell you that you are going to pass through Basel on your way.”

“Are you sure?” asked Elsli, with sparkling eyes.

“Yes, yes, I am sure; and now listen.  Tell Mrs. Clarissa that Fani is in Basel, and that you want to see him.  I know she will take you, she is so kind.  Then you give him this roll, and tell him that I sent it, and that I hope he is well.  Here is his address.”

“Oh, how glad I am!” cried Elsli.  “Do you really think I ought to ask Mrs. Clarissa to take me to Fani?”

“Of course you ought; only think how pleased he will be to see you.  Promise, Elsli,—­” but before Elsli could answer, Oscar came round the corner; and, spying Elsli, he seized her by the hand, exclaiming:—­

“I’ve been hunting for you everywhere; and I’ve found you at last!  Come with me; I want to tell you something!”

He drew her away to the other side of the house, and stopped by the hazelnut hedge; Emma did not follow them, for fear of vexing her brother.  She had sent to Fani, by Elsli, all the white paper and all the pencils that she could collect in the children’s room at home, and she thought it but prudent to keep out of Oscar’s way.