Count Frohlinger has been at his hunting-box since last evening....

If they insist on moving forward, guide them to the village." "And I've been an honest man all my life," whined the poacher, and then continued, threateningly: "If you harm a hair on Ulrich's head...." "Fool that you are! I'll willingly leave the big feeder to you.

Go in now, then I'll come and fetch the boy.

There's money at stake--fifteen florins!" Fifteen minutes after, Jorg entered the hut.
The smith and the doctor believed the charcoal-burner, when he told them that all the vehicles in the village were in use, but he would find one elsewhere.

They must let the boy go with him, to enquire at the farm-houses in another village.