You must have friends of your own age." "I now realize why I have hungered all my life," said Max, "though I have never before known: I longed for friends.

Is it not strange that I should find them among these low-born people?
It surely cannot be wrong for me to live as I do, though father and mother would doubtless deem it criminal." "These good burgher folk are making you better and broader and stronger," I answered.

"But there is one thing I want to suggest: you are devoting too much of your time to the brown-eyed little maid.

You must seek favor with Twonette.

She is harmless, and through her you may, by some freak of fortune, reach the goal of your desires.