Withered Leaves. Vol. I. (of III)
After a few polite words, which she had exchanged with the Regierungsrath's family, the Signora was back again in the midst of her own people.
Again a bright song resounded, accompanied by the waves breaking still louder on the shore.
Annoyed at the long stay, the Regierungsrath gave the signal to return home, and as they departed Eva could still hear the singer's merry words.
"Now ladies, away into the surging tide! Who would not wish to be a moonlight-water-fairy for once? I feel like a spirit of the elements, and my adorers have long since declared me to be an Undine, because in their opinion I have no soul. All the same--souls are the cheapest things in the world, and the smallest State has many hundreds of thousands of them! Besides, one must be able to exist without a