The care, indeed, with which she was dressed assured me she was their daughter, and to tell the truth, I was rather touched by the thought that the father and mother would go in rags so that she at all costs might be trim.

A clean ribbon bound back her hair, an untorn frock of some white stuff clothed her tidily; even her shoes were neat.

The fourth was a young man; he was seated in the window, with his back towards me, bending over his zither.

But I could see that he wore a beard.

When I came up the old man was playing the violin, though playing is not indeed the word.