"She sits like some bird of ill omen there in the hedge." "What a difference!" exclaimed Wilhelm, as he followed; "yes, what a difference between this monster, nay, between the other girls and Eva! She was, doubtless, born in the same poverty, in similar circumstances, and yet they are like day and night.

What a soul has been given to Eva! what inborn nobility! It must be, really, more than a mere freak of Nature!" "Only do not let Nature play her freaks with you!" said Otto, smiling, and raised his hand.

"You speak often of Eva." "Here it was association of ideas," answered Wilhelm.

"The contrast awoke remembrance." Otto entered his chamber--he opened the window; it was a moonlight night.

From the near wood resounded laughter and song.