"How dignified that sounds! And yet! Yet! You are still Jungfrau Maria! You haven't changed a hair.

That's just the way you bent your head at the wedding in Delft, the way you raised your hands, lowered your eyes--you blushed too, just as prettily." There was a rare melody in the voice which uttered these words with joyous, almost childlike freedom, which pleased Maria no less than the officer's familiar manner annoyed her.

With a hasty movement she raised her head, looked steadily into the young man's handsome face and said with dignity: "You see only the exterior, Junker von Dornburg; three years have made many changes within." "Junker von Dornburg," he repeated, shaking his waving locks.

"I was Junker Georg in Delft.

Very different things have happened to us, dear lady, very different things.