"I know," replied George gently. "We have become quite good friends
lately, your Leo and I.
"Why, only yesterday evening we met at the café again and he was really
quite condescending to me. I think he really forgives me my lineage.
Besides, I haven't told you that Therese was at Ehrenbergs', too."
And he described the appearance of the young girl in the Ehrenberg
drawing-room and the impression she had made on Demeter.
Anna smiled with pleasure.
Later on, when they were again walking arm-in-arm in a quieter street,
George began again. "But I still don't know who your great passion was."
Anna was silent and looked straight in front of her.
"Come, Anna, you promised me, didn't you?"
Without looking at him she replied: "If you only had an idea how
strange the whole thing seems to me to-day."
"Why strange?"
"Because the man you're trying to find out was quite an old man."
"Thirty-five," said George jestingly; "isn't that so?"