And Hanz had been seen smoking his pipe in Chapman's garden.

All this meant something, the gossips said, and something of great importance.

Where two such men got their heads together, and pipes and ale were called in, there was sure to be something deep going on.
Hanz Toodleburg, they said, never smoked his pipe with a man like Chapman but that there was something in the wind.

Then Mrs.Chapman and her gushing, blue-eyed daughter had condescended to visit at Toodleburg's, and could make themselves quite agreeable at Angeline's tea-table.

And then Angeline, good, kind Angeline, with her face still bright with gentleness and love, was always so happy When Mattie called.
Then there was something so simple, so frank and straightforward in Mattie's nature.