"There I had nothing besides my fine dresses that I could call my own; here, every thing around is mine.

You belong to me (she wound her arms around the baron), and so do the children, the castle, and our silver candlesticks." "The new ones are only plated," suggested the baron.
"Never mind; no one finds it out," cried she, merrily.

"When I look at our own dinner-service, and see your and my arms on the plates, two spoonfuls give me ten times more satisfaction than all the courses of the court dinner ever did." "You are a bright example of contentment," said the baron; "and for your and the children's sake, I wish this property were ten times larger, so that I might keep a page and a couple of maids of honor for my lady wife." "For heaven's sake, no maids of honor; and as for a page, I need none with such an attentive knight as yourself." And so the pair walked on to the house, Lenore having taken possession of the horse's bridle, affectionately exhorting him to raise as little dust as possible.
"I see a carriage," said the baron, as they drew near the door; "have any visitors come ?" "It is only Ehrenthal, who wished to see you," replied his wife, "and meanwhile expended all his pretty speeches upon us.

Lenore was so arrogant that it was high time I should carry her off--the droll man was quite put out of countenance by the saucy girl." The baron smiled.

"I like him the best of his class," said he.