"Good night, Mr.Jacobi." Jacobi bowed, withdrew a few steps, and then returned.

"Judge Frank," said he, in a voice which showed the excitement of his feelings, "give me your hand; I will deserve your friendship." The outstretched hand was grasped firmly and powerfully, and Jacobi left the room in haste.
"Come here, Elise," said the Judge, with warmth, leading his wife to the sofa, and enclosing her in his arms.

"Speak to me! Tell me, has anything in my behaviour of late turned your heart from me!" Elise's head sunk upon the breast of her husband, and she was silent.
"Ah, Ernst!" said she at length, with a painful sigh, "I also am dissatisfied with myself.

But, oh!" added she more cheerfully, "when I lean myself on you thus, when I hear your heart beating, and know what is within that heart, then, Ernst, I feel how I love you--how I believe on you! Then I reproach myself with being so weak, so unthankful, so ready to take offence, then--oh, Ernst! love me! Look on me always as now, then life will be bright to me; then shall I have strength to overcome all--even my own weakness; then I shall feel that only a cloud, only a shadow of mist, and no reality can come between us.

But now all is vanished.