The Torrents Of Spring

carrying with him the image of the young girl, at one time laughing, at
another thoughtful, calm, and even indifferent – but always attractive!
Her eyes, at one time wide open, clear and bright as day, at another time
half shrouded by the lashes and deep and dark as night, seemed to float
before his eyes, piercing in a strange sweet way across all other images
and recollections.
Of Herr Klüber, of the causes impelling him to remain in Frankfort – in
short, of everything that had disturbed his mind the evening before – he
never thought once.
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