that I ran down the stairs of the Hotel Te

d jumped into a cab at the door, accompanied by the o

liant sunlight flooding the city; and a feeling of intense elation ca

m the Scheldt, and the flat green lands beyond. All the banners stirred and waved.

Madame Julie!" sa

quay, and stopped a

s, uncles, nephews, nieces, friends, officers, little girls, little boys, servants gathered in a great high-ceiled

"This is a new way

ys laden with glasses of foaming c

the health of Jul

drank t

ian family all gathered closer round the beloved daughter, who was goin

touchin

th. He was Julie's father, a father any woman might have been proud of. He said to me, "Je suis content that a lady is going too in this little company. It is hard for my daughter to be travelling about alone. Yet she is brave; she does not lack courage;

rybody, and everybody shook hands with me, and wished me luck, and I felt as if I was one wit

and drove quickly to the quay. The father came with us, his daughter clinging to his arm. At the quay we went on board the big river steamer, and Ju

ver met

seemed to me that our steamer was s

Antwerp lit sparkling lights in all her windows, and the old Cathedral rose high into the sunlight, with the Belgian banner fluttering fro

r, I refuse to see

r as she was when

ft her again fo