But I felt that the thing was the Prince's doing, and that it was for the sake of the covenant he had made with me that I was compelled to put up with such a toad as Von Reuss crawling and besliming the fair garden of my love.
It was an evening without clouds--everything shining clear after rain, the scent of the flowers rising like incense so full and sweet that you could almost see it.

The unnumbered birds were every one awake, responsive and emulous.

The deep silence of midsummer was broken up.

It was like another spring.
The Princess Ysolinde came out to take the air.

She was wrapped in her gown of sea-green silk, with sparkles of dull copper upon it.