I am really sorry for you; you have to lend me your ear; Liebold's cup is in your hand, and your eyes must be reverentially fixed upon the great civic official.

I am curious to know whether you understand my words." "Take your spoon out of your cup, and I will fill it immediately," said Sabine, laughing, as she rose to greet her old acquaintance.

Meanwhile, Anton amused himself by listening to the remarks made on his party by the passers-by.

"That is Herr von Fink," whispered a young lady to her companion.

"A pretty face; a capital figure," drawled a lieutenant.
"What is one among so many ?" muttered another idler.