I have to sigh every time when I think that anything so beautiful should be forever lost." "But that can't be helped," Uncle Philip answered.

"There is one great advantage you have here.

Nobody can possibly disturb your Sunday peace.
You need not throw up your hands and exclaim: 'Falcon is the worst of all.'" "Oh, Mr.Falcon, so you still remember," Apollonie exclaimed.

"Yes, I must admit that the three young gentlemen have trampled down many a young plant of mine.

Still I should not mind such a thing if I only had the care of the garden back again, but it doesn't even exist any more.