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But why, pray? Perhaps because I'm not desperately in love with mooning about up here?

Which of us was it that was absolutely bent on our coming north this summer?

I admit, it was I.

It was certainly not I, at any rate.

But good heavens, who could have dreamt that everything would have altered so terribly at home here? And in such a short time, too! Why, it is only just four years since I went away

Since you were married, yes.

Married? What has that to do with the matter?

[Continuing]—since you became the Frau Professor, and found yourself mistress of a charming home—I beg your pardon—a very handsome house, I ought to say. And a villa on the Lake of Taunitz, just at the point that