When I return, I shall expect you to tell me how you won our 'little saint,' my sister-in-law Eva.

The two beautiful Ortlieb 'Es' are one in the eyes of the townsfolk, so we also will be often named in the same breath, and shall do well to feel brotherly regard for each other.

There shall be no fault on my part.

Farewell, till we meet again, an' it please God in and not outside of our ladies' dwelling." While speaking he clasped the knight's hand with so firm a grasp that it seemed as if he wished to force him to feel its pressure a long time, and hastened through the Frauenthor.
Heinz Schorlin gazed thoughtfully after him a short time, then beckoned to Biberli and, though the interval required for him to reach his master's side was very brief, it was sufficient for the bold young lover, tortured by his ardent longing, to form another idea.
"Look yonder, Biberli!" he exclaimed.

"The holy-water basin on the door-post, the escutcheon on the lintel above, the helmet, which would probably bear my weight.