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Updated: September 10, 2025
Far below gleamed already some twinkling cottage lights, and the silvery reflection of a small piece of water. "To be sure," said young von Trachenfels, "there is a lake at Silberbach. Here we are at last! But where is the 'Katze'?" He might well ask. Never was there so tantalising a place as Silberbach.
She will be wondering what has come over us," I said as the "Katze" came in view. "But what is that, Reggie, running up and down in front of the house? Is it a sheep, or a big white dog? or or a child? Can it be Nora, and no cloak or hat? and so damp and chilly as it is? How can she be so foolish?" And with a vague uneasiness I hurried on. Yes, it was Nora. There was light enough to see her face.
One of the gentlemen, Herr Katze, was very intelligent, and conversed in a most interesting manner on countries, nationalities, and scientific subjects. The other gentleman was probably equally well informed, but he made less use of his acquirements. Herr Katze remained in Teplitz, and the other gentleman proceeded with us to Vienna.
I could not refrain from smiling, but assured him that Herr Katze had not thought of such a thing, and begged him not to communicate his name to me, so that he might see that we females were not so curious as we are said to be. But the poor man could not refrain from giving me his name Nicholas B. before we parted.
Herr von Walden was vigorously mopping his face. It was very red, and naturally so, considering the weather and the want of ventilation peculiar to the "Katze"; but it struck me there was something slightly forced about the beamingness. "So, so," he began; "all's well that ends well!
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