She was expecting her Erasmus home from Wittenberg that evening or early the next morning, and to find Wolf here again would be a welcome boon to him.
What had the syndic in view?
Evidently something good.

Old Ursel should help counsel him.

The doctor liked her, and, in spite of the severe illness, she had kept her clever brain.
He would take Barbara into his confidence, too, for what concerned him concerned her also.
But when he turned from the Haidplatz into Red Cock Street he saw three fine horses in front of the cantor house.

A groom held their bridles.
The large chestnut belonged to the servant.

The other two-a big-boned bay and an unusually wellformed Andalusian gray, with a small head and long sweeping tail--had ladies' saddles.
The sister of rich old Peter Schlumperger, who was paying court to Barbara, had dismounted from the former.