Give me your hand, boy.

Your father was my friend, my best friend in the world; so we must be friends, too." Salo's eyes expressed more and more surprise.

This manner of being taken to a hospital seemed very odd to him.

The strangest of all, however, was that Leonore sat in the corner of the carriage smiling contentedly, for Mrs.Maxa had just whispered something into her ear.
"Do we have to say good-bye now, Leonore," Salo asked, jumping up the carriage step, "and can't I see you any more ?" "Salo," Mrs.Maxa said, "I was just thinking that you could sit beside the coachman if you want to.

You can drive to Nolla with us, for you will want to see where Leonore is going.