"That is your inventory! I am quite indolent to him!" At that moment the Spanish gentleman came out of the Kurhaus flower- shop, with a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
"Mademoiselle," he said, handing them to Fraeulein Mueller, and at the same time putting his hand to his heart.

He had not noticed Bernardine at first, and when he saw her, he became somewhat confused.

She smiled at them both, and escaped into the flower-shop, which was situated in one of the covered passages connecting the mother-building with the dependencies.

Herr Schmidt, the gardener, was making a wreath.

His favourite companion, a saffron cat, was playing with the wire.