He didn't mind doing that so long as ... He glanced shyly to the right and left to see if anyone had remarked what a badly matched couple they were.
They walked side by side along the more secluded Weinsberg path. Lilly kept looking at him with pride and emotion, as if she had created him out of space.
"Dear, dear Herr Redlich," she reiterated, "is it possible?--is it possible?"
Then they found a bench outside a church, in a dusky spot, overhung with lilac branches. A pair of lovers had just vacated it.
"Now tell me everything, Herr Redlich. Oh dear, what a lot we have to tell each other!"
"There is a good deal," he replied, hesitating; "perhaps the gracious baroness will begin?"
"Pooh! I am not a 'gracious baroness' now, and haven't been for a long time."
"Ah! so I think I have heard," he replied, and his tone implied blame and a sense of outrage.
"And I don't in the least regret it," she added quickly, "for, taking things altogether, I live a much freer and happier life than I did before. I have no cares, and my little home is delightful. I am in the happiest circumstances and ought to be thankful. I should be so very pleased if you would come and convince yourself that it is so.... You would always find me at home in the middle of the day.... Perhaps you will dine with me some time?"
"Oh!" he said, apparently agreeably surprised.