'Thank you so much', gushed Eileen, 'They're fabulous'.
'I hope you enjoy them dear child', replied Anna, 'I'm just so glad you're feeling better'.
'Oh yes, I am', came the response 'Better than ever'.
Mrs. Muller patted Eileen's hand, 'Good, I'm very glad'. But as the larger hand rested momentarily on the smaller one, the Russian couldn't help but notice how cold the girl's hands were.
'Dear me, where are your gloves?' she exclaimed. Eileen blushed, they were left behind in her desk.
'Here, borrow mine', offered Anna, and before the young girl could protest, a pair of soft red leather gloves were being thrust upon her.
'Wow, they're so glamorous!' Eileen enthused, 'You're like a model in the magazines Mrs. Muller!'
At that moment, Anna Muller lifted a cotton handkerchief to dab at
