"Such a delightful letter!" he said.

"It is here, over my heart.

No, a woman's sentiments are sacred; I mustn't show it to you." I was on the point of telling him the whole truth, when the thought of Minna checked me for the time.

My interest in preserving Mr.Engelman's tranquillity was in direct conflict with my interest in the speedy marriage of my good friend Fritz.

Besides, was it likely that anything I could say would have the slightest effect on the deluded old man, in the first fervor of his infatuation?
I thought I would give him a general caution, and wait to be guided by events.
"One word, sir, for your private ear," I said.