Her characteristic emotions she of course did not reveal, save unconsciously, and Miss Steinfeld knew nothing of the tragic circumstances which explained her friend's solitude.
In the first days at Bregenz they felt a renewal of pleasure in each other's society; Alma's spirits were much improved; she enjoyed the scenery, and lived in the open air.

There was climbing of mountains, the Pfander with its reward of noble outlook, and the easier Gebhardsberg, with its hanging woods; there was boating on the lake, and rambling along its shores, with rest and refreshment at some Gartenwithschaft.

Miss Steinfeld, whose reading and intelligence were superior to Alma's, liked to explore the Roman ruins and linger in the museum.

Alma could not long keep up a pretence of interest in the relics of Brigantium; but she said one day, with a smile---- 'I know someone who would enjoy this kind of thing--an Englishman--very learned----' 'Old ?' inquired her friend significantly.
'Yes--no.

Neither old nor young.