Constance smiled:
"Her needs are so small . . . poor Mamma!"
"But you keep a special maid for her?"
"Yes, that's the only thing."
"Still, it makes everything dearer, in food . . . and taxes."[1]
"Yes," said Constance, calmly.
She heard Van der Welcke and Addie come down the stairs; they entered the room. And it was strange to see the father and son together: Van der Welcke with his irrepressibly young, bright face and his boyish eyes, though his hair was turning grey and he was becoming a little stout from his sedentary life; and Addie beside him, with his serious directness of mind, like a very elderly young man, his grey eyes filled with thought and care.
"Addie tells me Marietje's not at all well," said Van der Welcke, by way of preamble.
Adolphine gave a great sob that shook her whole body; she nodded and began to cry.
"Well," said Van der Welcke, who was always moved by tears, "if Addie would like to have her here . . . to keep her under better observation, you know . . . let her come, Adolphine, by all means. We'll find a bed for her somewhere. It's the family hospital, after all! . . ."
And, when Adolphine began to sob violently, he added, with a little pat on the shoulder:
"Come, cheer up and hope for the best. . . . Addie's sure to make her all right again."
- ↑ There is a tax on all servants in Holland.
