So she stopped again.
"Herr," she said quietly, "I wish to pass." "That is possible, Gretchen." It was nine o'clock in the morning.

The Adlergasse was at this time deserted.
"Will you stand aside ?" "You have been haunting my dreams, Gretchen." "That would be a pity.

But I wish to pass." "Presently.

Do you know that you are the most beautiful being in all Dreiberg ?" "I am in a hurry," said Gretchen.
"There is plenty of time." "Not to listen to foolish speeches." "I am not going to let you pass till I have had a kiss." "Ah!" Battle flamed up in Gretchen's eyes.

Somewhere in the past, in some remote age, her forebears had been men-at-arms or knights in the crusades.
"You are very hard to please.