But to-day there was something more; I can only describe it as a kind of radiance.

I have seen it on the faces of young sparks when the lady they love comes through the ball-room door, and I have seen it glow more softly in a girl's eyes when some fellow who seemed to me nothing out of the ordinary asked her for a dance.

That strange gleam was on Rudolf's face as he stood by my bedside.

I dare say it used to be on mine when I went courting.
"Fritz, old friend," said he, "there's an answer from Sapt.

I'll lay the telegraph offices were stirred in Zenda as well as James stirred them here in Wintenberg! And what do you think?
Rischenheim asked for an audience before he left Strelsau." I raised myself on my elbow in the bed.
"You understand ?" he went on.