He wondered how long men were usually about their love-making.

He wished to make love that very instant, but he feared lest the girl might be lost by such impetuosity.

In all likelihood, the thought of love in connection with himself had never entered her mind.

Why should it?
Karl in love was very modest and saw himself as a very insignificant figure.
Probably this flower-like young creature had never thought of love at all.

She had lived her sweet simple village life.