"Certainly," she replied, greatly pleased; "whenever you wish."
She began to tell him about Fritz, and then went on to speak about her family. Emil threw in a question at times, and soon he knew all that happened in the little town, even down to the efforts of Klingemann, of which Bertha gave him an account, laughingly, but with a certain satisfaction.
The street lamps were alight; the rays glittered on the damp pavements.
"My dear girl, we can't stroll about the streets all night, you know," said Emil suddenly.
"No … but I cannot come with you … into a restaurant…. Just think, if I should happen to meet my cousin or anyone else!"
"Make your mind easy, no one will see us."
Quickly he passed through a gateway and closed the umbrella.
"What are you going to do, then?"
She saw a large garden before her. Near the walls, from which canvas shelters were stretched, people were sitting at tables, laid for supper.
"There, do you mean?"