She went on with immense power and brilliancy till she came to the first repetition of the triumphant opening motif, with its jubilant blare of trumpets, then stopped abruptly, and jumping up and throwing her arms round Wilhelm: "Isn't it that, my one and only Wilhelm ?" she said, with a beaming look.
"My sweetest Pilar," he answered, and clasped her to his breast.

His heart was really full to overflowing at that moment She took his arm and proceeded to lead him about the room, showing and explaining the various objects to him.

"This is my mamma as she looked twenty-five years ago, when she went to the Feria at Seville.

That is a sort of fair at Easter, and one of the most famous popular festivals of Spain.
We must go to it some day together.

And that is my late father as major-general.