"Of course I am here, Anton. I have been looking, and looking, and
looking, thinking you never would come; and how did you get here?"
"I am as punctual as the clock, my love."
"Oh yes, you are punctual, I know; but where did you come from?"
"I came down the hill from the Hradschin. I have had business there. It
did not occur to your simplicity that I could reach you otherwise than
by the direct road from my own home."
"I never thought of your coming from the side of the Hradschin," said
Nina, wondering whether any of those lights she had seen could have
been there for the use of Anton Trendellsohn. "I am so glad you have
come to me. It is so good of you."
"It is good of you to come and meet me, my own one. But you are cold.
Let us walk, and you will be warmer."
Nina, who had already put her hand upon her lover's arm, thrust it in
a little farther, encouraged by such sweet words; and then he took her
little hand in his, and drew her still nearer to him, till she was
clinging to him very closely. "Nina, my own one," he said again.
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