"A little, dear. Open a fresh bottle of beer."
She did, and sat down close opposite to him, looking at him affectionately with her large brown eyes.
Rudolf and Theresa were talking in low, lover-like tones, at the door, under covert of the balustraded gallery. The young ones were at play.
Franz presently lounged in.
"I'm going now, Sandwirth," said he, approaching Hofer, whose hand was locked in his wife's. "Any commands?"
"Only about the brandy."
"Oh, yes, we talked that over before. You shall have it."
"What impression has this day made on you, Franz?"
"Well—it's been very hot, for the time of year."