His mother's eye grew dim with pride and joy when Herr von Swerte lifted up the little warrior to kiss him, and said heartily: "Well, my dear Herr Haber, he will make a smart cavalry officer some day!" At dinner Wilhelm found himself beside Frau Brohl.

The old lady was still fond of him, and never forgot how well he had behaved at a critical moment, and with what modest self-perception he had acknowledged that he was not the husband for her granddaughter.
Searching about for something agreeable to say to him, or for a subject that would be sure to interest him, she suddenly remembered one, and said, between the fish and the roast, "Have you heard the story about your old flame, Frau Von Pechlar ?" Wilhelm started and changed color.
Frau Brohl never noticed, and continued in her soft complaining voice: "Your guardian angel saved you there, Herr Doctor.

You would have come off nicely if you had married Fraulein Ellrich.

There have been all sorts of rumors for years, but now it has come to an open scandal.

She has left Herr von Pechlar and gone off with a count, who has been hanging about her for some time.