He, who forbade the plucking of a single flower on ordinary occasions, must, with his own hands, have seriously damaged the appearance of his beautiful garden.
"What splendid flowers!" I said, feeling my way cautiously.

"Mr.Engelman himself might be envious of such a nosegay as that." The widow's heavy eyelids drooped lower for a moment, in unconcealed contempt for my simplicity.
"Do you really think you can mystify _me ?"_ she asked ironically.

"Mr.
Engelman has done more than send the flowers--he has written me a too-flattering note.

And I," she said, glancing carelessly at the mantelpiece, on which a letter was placed, "have written the necessary acknowledgment.

It would be absurd to stand on ceremony with the harmless old gentleman who met us on the bridge.