"Good morrow, Annie Bouman," said a pleasant voice.
How a smile brightens a girl's face!
"Good morrow, Master Hans, I am right glad to meet you."
How a smile brightens a boy's face!
"Good morrow, again, Annie. There has been a great change at our house since you left."
"How so?" she exclaimed, opening her eyes very wide.
Hans, who had been in a great hurry and rather moody, grew talkative and quite at leisure in Annie's sunshine.
Turning about, and skating slowly with her toward Broek, he told the good news of his father. Annie was so true a friend that he told her even of their present distress, of how money was needed and how everything depended upon his obtaining work, and he could find nothing to do in the neighborhood.