The high pay alone will hardly win her." "It will not ?" asked Wolf in astonishment.

"It is for her alone, not for myself, that I value the increased income." "For her ?" repeated the old man, shrugging his shoulders incredulously.
"Open your eyes, and you will see what she cares for gold and jewels." "The splendid bouquet there--do you suppose that she even looked at it?
Bright pinks, red roses, and stately lilies in the centre.

Where were they obtained, since April is scarcely past?
And yet she threw the costly birthday gift aside as if the flowers were apple parings.

It was not she, but I, who afterward put them in the pitcher, for I can't bear to see any of God's creatures thirst, even though it is only a flower.
Besides, we both know that the fullest purse in the city, and a man worthy of all respect to boot, are attached to the bouquet.

Yes, indeed! For a long time she has been unwilling to share my poverty, and if Herr Peter had remained loyal to our holy religion, I would persuade her myself." Here, exhausted by his eager speech, he paused with flushed cheeks--for it was a hot day--and raised his long arm to take his hat from the hook, to refresh his dry palate at the tavern.
But, after a brief pause for reflection, he restored it to its place.
He had remembered that he had not stirred a finger that morning, and had promised to have an inscription on a jug completed early the next day.