Just now you have lost courage; you are not yourself.

Wait till you recover your balance.' 'It isn't that I want to make a name, or anything of that sort,' said Alma, in a voice that was recovering its ordinary pitch and melody.

'I dare say I never should; I might just support myself, and that would be all.

But I want to be free--I want to break away.' 'Of course!' 'I have been thinking that I shall beg Mamma to let me have just a small allowance, and go off by myself.

I know people at Leipzig--the Gassners, you remember.