"You are Austrian; that is the same as German.

I tell you that I have come over on your side.

You seem disappointed." "Perhaps I am," she admitted, standing up, too, and linking her arm through his.

"You see, my mother was English, and they say that I am entirely like her.

I was brought up here in the English country.
Sometimes my life at Vienna and Berlin seems almost like a dream to me, something unreal, as though I were playing at being some other woman.
When I am back here, I feel as though I had come home.