Look, Madeleine, how he is eyeing us, the worthy man! He is taking off his hat .-- Good morning," said Fanny, bowing, and at the same time beckoning to him to come in.
The pastor was at the other side of the narrow street, and seemed to consider a moment before he made up his mind to cross.

In the mean time Fanny rang the bell and ordered chocolate.

She dearly loved these morning visits, with a cup of chocolate or a glass of wine, and accordingly always kept her eye upon the street.

Martens, who was the resident chaplain, was among her most frequent guests, especially since she had taken it into her head that he admired Madeleine.

There was nothing remarkable that Fanny should have her attention taken up in finding a suitable _parti_ for the chaplain.