"My learned partner," he explained, "does a great deal of his reading in his bedroom, and he likes plenty of light.

You will have a good view when the lamp has burnt up.
The big chimney-piece is considered the finest thing of that sort in Frankfort." The widow confronted the chimney-piece, and clasped her hands in silent rapture.

When she was able to speak, she put her arm round Minna's waist.
"Let me teach you, my love, to admire this glorious work," she said, and delivered quite a little lecture on the merits of the chimney-piece.

"Oh, if I could but take the merest sketch of it!" she exclaimed, by way of conclusion.

"But no, it is too much to ask." She examined everything in the room with the minutest attention.