I was young then, and I kissed them.

I wondered how I could make the most of my trouvaille, and decided that I would call at your hotel with them that afternoon.

It rained, and I waited till next day.

I called, and you were gone." "Yes," answered she, with dry melancholy.

"My mother, knowing my disposition, said she had no wish for such a chit as me to go falling in love with an impecunious student, and spirited me away to Baden.