Already there was a warmer breath in the air.

When it began to melt it would go fast, and then Auersperg--if he were still at Zillenstein--eaten up with impatience and anger because he could hear nothing from the lodge, would act, and he would show no mercy to the young man with the brown hair and the gray eyes, who was now walking by the side of her beloved Julie.
John himself took notice the next day of the signs.

Spring, which already held sway in the lowlands, was creeping up the slope of the highlands.

The sun was distinctly warmer and tiny rivulets of water flowed along the edges of the runways.

In a few more days retainers of Auersperg or troops would come up the mountain.