I wish to leave a sum of money in trust, to be paid to one Gretchen Schwarz, who lives in the Krumerweg.

She is ambitious to become a singer.

Let nothing stand between her and her desires." "Granted." The heart of the king, at the sound of that dear name, suddenly expanded and stifled him.

The stiffness went out of his shoulders.
"Ah, this little world of ours, the mistakes and futile schemes we make upon it!" The chancellor dallied with his quill pen.

"It was a cynical move of fate that your majesty should see the goose-girl first." "Enough!" cried the king vehemently.