She was still laughing.
"I have heard of hermits falling in love with stars, and have laughed.
Now I am in the same predicament.

I love a star--" "Operatic?
To be sure! Mademoiselle Lenormand of the Royal Vienna is in Bleiberg.

How she keeps her age!" It was Maurice's turn to laugh.
"And that is why you came to Bleiberg! Ah, these opera singers, had I my way, they should all be aged and homely." "Countess, you are pulling the bit too hard," said he.

"I noticed yesterday that your horse has a very tender mouth." "Thank you." She slacked the rein.

"He was going too close to the ditch.
You were saying--" "No, it was you who were saying that all actresses should be aged and homely.