Marie, if she would consent to marry Adrian Urmand, might probably have her own way in the house in everything; whereas it was certain enough that George Voss, wherever he might be, would desire to have his way.

But yet there needed not a moment, in Marie's estimation, to choose between the two.

George Voss was a real man; whereas Adrian Urmand, tried by such a comparison, was in her estimation simply a rich trader in want of a wife.
In a day or two the fatted calf was killed, and all went happily between George and his father.

They walked together up into the mountains, and looked after the wood-cutting, and discussed the prospects of the inn at Colmar.

Michel was disposed to think that George had better remain at Colmar, and accept Madame Faragon's offer.