"My dear brave knight!"
"Shut up—or I'll give you something!"
"My dear, dear Grischanja!"
"Just say straight out what you want from me!"
Finally, when her endearments had appeased him a little, he asked her anxiously—
"Are you not frightened then at all?"
"But we shall be together!" she answered at once simply.
It was pleasant to him to hear her say this, and he replied gratefully—
"You are indeed a plucky little wife!"
Then he pinched her till she screamed.