Mr.Elster's sunny face and cheery voice gave back the salutation with tenfold heartiness, smiling at the title.

Half the peasantry had been used to addressing the brothers so, indiscriminately; they were all lords to them.
The interruption awoke Mr.Elster from his thoughts, and he marched gaily on down the middle of the road, noting its familiar features.

The small shops were on his right hand, the line of rails behind them.

A few white villas lay scattered on his left, and beyond them, but not to be seen from this village street, wound the river; both running parallel with the village lying between them.

Soon the houses ceased; it was a small place at best; and after an open space came the church.