"Thereby I understand the unmarried daughter of Herr Siegwart, of Salingen, named Angela, who richly deserves to be called the 'Angel of Salingen.'"
Frank knit his brows darkly and drummed on his knees.
"And the encounter with the steer?" continued he.
The professor related the occurrence.
"Ah! you did not tell me any thing of that," said the father, turning to Frank. "An act of such great courage deserves to be mentioned."
The carriage passed into the court of a stately mansion. The servant sprang from his seat and opened the carriage-door. The professor looked at his watch.
"Herr Frank, will you allow your coachman to drive me to the university? I must be at my post in ten minutes. I cannot go on foot in that time."
"With pleasure, Herr Professor."
"Richard," said the other friend, "shall we meet at the opera tonight?"
"Scarcely. I must to-day enter upon my usual business."