"When I read anything pretty I copy it, for we cannot keep the books." "Then I may see it!" said Otto.

His eye fell upon the written sheet:-- "So fliessen nun zwei Wasser Wohl zwischen mir und Dir Das eine sind die Thraenen, Das andre ist der See!" [Note: Des Knaben Wunderhorn.] he read.

"That is very pretty! 'Der verlorne Schwimmer,' the poem is called, is it not ?" "Yes, I have copied it out of the secretary's memorandum-book; he has so many pretty pieces." "The secretary has many splendid things!" said Otto, smiling.
"Memorandum-book, musical snuff-box"-- "And a collection of seals!" added the young lady from Holstebro.
"I must read more!" said Otto; but the ladies fled with glowing cheeks.
"Are you already at your tricks, Mr.Thostrup ?" said the mother, who now entered the garden.

"Yes, you do not know how Maren has thought of you--how much she has spoken of you.

You never wrote to us; we never heard anything of you, except when Miss Rosalie related us something out of your letters.