"Don't make any mistake," said his master; "I wish to see Miss Minna, alone." The physician took a pinch of snuff while they were waiting.

"The test is hardly conclusive," he remarked slily; "women are always capable of sacrificing themselves.

What will the bridegroom say ?" "My good sir," Mr.Keller rejoined a little impatiently, "I have mentioned already that Fritz counts for nothing." Minna came in.

Her color rose when she found herself unexpectedly in the presence of a dignified and decorated stranger.

The physician tapped his snuff-box, with the air of a man who thoroughly understood young women.
"Charming indeed!" he said confidentially to Mrs.Wagner; "I am young enough (at heart, madam) to wish I was Fritz." Mr.Keller advanced to meet Minna, and took her hand.
"My dear," he said, "what would you think of me, if I requested you to put off your marriage for two whole weeks--and all on account of an old woman ?" "I should think you had surely some reason, sir, for asking me to do that," Minna replied; "and I confess I should be curious to know who the old woman was." In the fewest and plainest words, Mr.Keller repeated what the physician had told him.