She listened while Papa spoke on the telephone to Uncle Henrik, telling him that Mama and the children were coming for a visit. Ellen had gone into the bathroom and closed the door; Mama was still in the kitchen. So only Annemarie was listening.↵
It was a very puzzling conversation.↵
"So, Henrik, is the weather good for fishing?" Papa asked cheerfully, and listened briefly.↵
Then he continued, "I'm sending Inge to you today with the children, and she will be bringing you a carton of cigarettes.↵
«Yes, just one," he said, after a moment. Annemarie couldn't hear Uncle Henrik's words. "But there are a lot of cigarettes available in Copenhagen now, if you know where to look," he went on, "and so there will be others coming to you as well, I'm sure.↵
But it wasn't true. Annemarie was quite certain it wasn't true. Cigarettes were the thing that Papa missed, the way Mama missed coffee. He complained often — he had complained only yesterday - that there were no cigarettes in the stores. The men in his office, he said, making a face, smoked almost anything: sometimes dried weeds rolled in paper, and the smell was terrible.↵
Why was Papa speaking that way, almost as if he were speaking in code? What was Mama really taking to Uncle Henrik?↵
Then she knew. It was Ellen.↵
The train ride north along the Danish coast was very beautiful. Again and again they could see the sea from the windows. Annemarie had made this trip often to visit her grandparents when they were alive, and later, after they were gone, to see the cheerful, suntanned, unmarried uncle whom she loved.↵
But the trip was new to Ellen, who sat with her face pressed to the window, watching the lovely homes along the seaside, the small farms and villages.↵
"Look!" Annemarie exclaimed, and pointed to the opposite side. "It's Klampenborg, and the Deer Park! Oh, I wish we could stop here, just for a little while!"↵
Mama shook her head. "Not today," she said. The train did stop at the small Klampenborg station, but none of the few passengers got off. "Have you ever been there, Ellen?" Mama asked, but Ellen said no.↵
"Well, someday you will go. Someday you will walk through the park and you will see hundreds of deer, tame and free."↵
Kirsti wriggled to her knees and peered through the window. "I don't see any deer!" she complained.↵
"They are there, I'm sure," Mama told her.↵
"They're hiding in the trees."↵
The train started again. The door at the end of their car opened and two German soldiers appeared.↵
Annemarie tensed. Not here, on the train, too? They were everywhere.↵
Together the soldiers strolled through the car, glancing at passengers, stopping here and there to ask a question. One of them had something stuck in his teeth; he probed with his tongue and distorted his own face. Annemarie watched with a kind of frightened fascination as the pair approached.↵
One of the soldiers looked down with a bored expression on his face. "Where are you going?" he asked: "Gilleleje Mama replied calmly. "My brother lives there. We are going to visit him." - The soldier turned away and Annemarie relaxed.↵
Then, without warning, he turned back. "Are you visiting your brother for the New Year?" he asked suddenly.↵
Mama stared at him with a puzzled look. "New Year?" she asked. "It is only October." "And guess what!" Kirsti exclaimed suddenly, in a loud voice, looking at the soldier.↵
Annemarie's heart sank and she looked at her mother. Mama's eyes were frightened. "Shhh, Kirsti," Mama said. "Don't chatter so."↵
But Kirsti paid no attention to Mama, as usual. She looked cheerfully at the soldier, and Annemarie knew what she was about to say: This is our friend Ellen and it's her New Year!