She hastily lowered the notes, stepped out of the semicircle, and said: "We know the madrigal.

Early to-morrow morning, Meister Wilhelm; my time is limited." "Oh, oh!" cried the musician regretfully.

"It was going on so splendidly, and there were only a few bars more." But Maria was already standing at the door and made no reply, except: "To-morrow." The musician enthusiastically thanked Henrica for her singing; Georg courteously expressed his gratitude.

When both had taken leave, Henrica paced rapidly to and fro, passionately striking her clenched fist in the palm of her other hand.
The singers were ready early on the birthday morning, but Peter had risen before sunrise, for there was a proposition to be arranged with the city clerk, which must be completed before the meeting of the council.

Nothing was farther from his thoughts than his birthday, and when the singers in the dining-room commenced their madrigal, he rapped on the door, exclaiming: "We are busy; find another place for your singing." The melody was interrupted for a moment, and Barbara said: "People picking apples don't think of fishing-nets.