I only waited to ask for news of my aunt before I withdrew.

Mrs.Wagner was already on the road to Frankfort, following Fritz by easy stages.
"And where is Jack Straw ?" I inquired.
"Traveling with her," said Fritz.
Having received this last extraordinary piece of intelligence, I put off all explanations until a fitter opportunity, and left the lovers together until dinner-time.
It was one of the last fine days of the autumn.

The sunshine tempted me to take a turn in Mr.Engelman's garden.
A shrubbery of evergreens divided the lawn near the house from the flower-beds which occupied the further extremity of the plot of ground.
While I was on one side of the shrubbery, I heard the voices of Mr.
Keller and Madame Fontaine on the other side.

Then, and then only, I remembered that the doctor had suggested a little walking exercise for the invalid, while the sun was at its warmest in the first hours of the afternoon.

Madame Fontaine was in attendance, in the absence of Mr.
Engelman, engaged in the duties of the office.
I had just turned back again towards the house, thinking it better not to disturb them, when I heard my name on the widow's lips.