“Had but one head together?”
“Yes.”
“To knock it off?”
“Certainly not … but to kiss it, I was going to say; [[188]]it is not that.… No, to look at it, to dream of it, and to … be good!”
Duclari and Verbrugge certainly thought this conclusion very strange.
But Max did not notice it, and continued:—
“For so noble were the features that one felt somewhat ashamed to be only a man, and not a spark … a beam … no, that would be substance … a thought.…. But——suddenly a brother or a father sat down beside these women, … goodness! I saw one blow her nose!”
“I knew that you would draw a black stripe across it,” said Tine.
“Is that my fault? I would rather have seen her fall down dead;——
“Ought such a girl so far to forget herself?”