An elderly man in the costume of a merchant was just holding out his hand in farewell, and he heard him say: "You've bought too cheap again, far too cheap, Jungfer Ruth." "Just a fair price," she answered quietly.

"You will have a good profit, and we can afford to pay it.

I shall expect the iron day after to-morrow." "It will be delivered before noon.

Master Adam has a treasure in you, dear Jungfer.

If my son were alive, I know where he would seek a wife.
Wilhelm Ykens has told me of his troubles; he is a skilful goldsmith.
Why do you give the poor fellow no hope?
Consider! You are past twenty, and every year it grows harder to say yes to a lover." "Nothing suits me better, than to stay with father," she answered gaily.
"He can't do without me, you know, nor I without him.