One day the young man called Robert Black went to school. He went from other way because he hoped he to be in the street longer time.
Suddenly he met a girl.
“What’s your name?” - he asked.
“Elsa,” - she answered and smiled.
“What are you doing?” – he asked.
“I’m walking” – Elsa answered. – “And what are you doing?
“I want to intive you in the cafe” – he said. – “Oh! Yes indeed! My name’s Robert Black.”
“Thank you, very much.” – Elsa smiled again.
They went in a cafe. Robert paid two cakes and two mug of tea. Robert and Elsa began to talk. Elsa was born in Edinburgh, in Scotland.
“Tell me about Edinburgh” – begged Robert.
“I am not remember –“ – she paused.
They was silence.
“Yes indeed! I recalled!” – she exlaimed – “There was- There was- There was a little garden and pretty violets-” – Elsa hushed again.
“I very understand you. I have bad memory too.” – said he.
They had a very long conversation.
“It seems, I saw this lass somewhere. When?” – thought Robert.
“I think, his face is familiar to me. When I saw him?” – thought Elsa.
Suddenly into the door appeared the Robert’s teatcher, who forgot to go to work and went to cafe.
“Robert Black!” –she called. She remembered all. – “What’s the matter? Why you here? Who is she?”
“My name’s Elsa Wilson, Miss Still” – answered Elsa.
“Yes indeed! My family name is Still! How I can to forget it, I wonder? And my name is Charlotte! How well to know my name: I mustn’t to look in the documents every instant!” – she was very glad.
“Elsa Wilson!” –she said abruptly. – Where you knew my name?”
“I’m not remember,” – wispered Elsa.
“And I remember! Remember! Remember!” – she was happy. – “You are Elsa, you went to study in my form fortnight ago! And now – go to school!”
“Yes, Miss Still” – said Robert Black.
“Yes, Miss Still” – said Elsa Wilson.
They went to school.