hat and parasol. Selma had on a dress exactly like Anna's, only she was wearing a sunbonnet instead of a hat, and had neither parasol nor crinoline.
The Lieutenant suddenly halted, turned, and looked back at his line of women and children. He nodded and smiled. It was plain he liked having them with him.
"Here none of us has ever been before," he said, "so now we'll look about."
They sauntered on up the street, now looking at the buildings, now at the canals and little bridges, at passing vehicles and promenaders, at signs and lamp-posts; but most of all, of course, they peered into shop windows.
The Lieutenant did not hurry them, he wanted them to see and enjoy as much as their eyes could take in.
"Nobody here knows us, so gaze as long as you like," said he.
Mamselle Lovisa stopped before a milliner's window, where a hat trimmed with white swansdown and pink rosebuds had caught her eye. There she stood, with Anna by the hand, as if rooted to the spot. And of course Lieutenant and Fru Lagerlöf, Johan, Back-Kaisa, and Selma were also obliged to stop before the swansdown hat. But Mamselle Lovisa was not thinking of them; she stood as in a trance. It tickled the Lieutenant to see her so carried away, though after a long, vain wait for her to "come back," so to speak, he lost patience.
"You're not thinking of copying that hat, Lovisa?"
