It is to be held in her house, as she has a chicken of her own to bring up for the market.

It's the very thing for you, and I will introduce you." "Fink," said our hero, "this is another of your mad adventures.

Frau von Baldereck belongs to the aristocratic set; you would only occasion me the mortification of being rejected, or, worse, treated with hauteur." "Is he not enough to put a saint out of patience ?" cried Fink, in dudgeon; "you and your class have more reason to hold your heads high than half of those here assembled.

And yet you are the very people, with your timidity and subserviency, to keep up their foolish pretensions! How can you suppose yourself their inferior?
I should never have expected to have found such meanness in you." "You mistake me," replied Anton, angry in his turn.

"I am not wanting in self-respect; but it would be foolish and unbecoming to intrude into a circle where I am not wished for, and where a man would be despised for being in a counting-house." "Nonsense! you _are_ wished for.