She has always been good to me.

And what might your name be ?" "Ludwig." "Ludwig what ?"--inquisitive in her turn.
"Oh, the other does not matter.

I am a mountaineer from Jugendheit." "Jugendheit ?" She paused to look at him more closely.

"We are not friendly with your country." "More's the pity.

It is a grave blunder on the part of the grand duke.
There is a mote in his eye." "Wasn't it all about the grand duke's daughter ?" "Yes.