Yet a mischievous smile hovered around her lips as, bending over the invalid, she added in a whisper: "But the good I expect from all the evil is, that we and the Eysvogels will be separated as if by wall and moat.

They will never cross them, but Wolff would find the way back to me, though we were parted by an ocean, and mountains towering to the sky divided----" "This confidence, indeed, maintains the courage," said the countess, and with a faint sigh she added: "Whatever evil may befall you, many might envy you." "Then love has conquered you also ?" Els began; but Cordula answered evasively: "Let that pass, dear Jungfrau.

Perhaps love treats me as a mother deals with a froward child, because I asked too much of her.

My life has become an endless battue.

Much game of all kinds is thus driven out to be shot, but the sportsman finds true pleasure only in tracking the single heathcock, the solitary chamois.