You see the grass grow before the seed is sown.

This time you deceived yourself--the grass has not grown.

What good would it do you?
You do not need grass, but thistles, and they do not grow at Charlottenburg.

Take the contract to my minister Von Herzberg, whom you will find in the audience-room, and then walk a little upon the terrace to enjoy the fresh air.

I promised you the privilege.