“I shall remain here all summer.”
“Yes; not perhaps always at the hotel, but somewhere on the lake. I am born here.”
“You are Swiss, then?”
“Yes; if I am Swiss because I am born here.”
“Were you born in Lucerne?”
“No, but at a place which my father had then by Fluellen. It is for that that I love the Vierwaldstattersee.”
“I wish that I had been born here,” Rosina murmured thoughtfully.
“Where are you born?”
“In the fourth house of a row of sixteen, all just alike.”