"Herr Brawer, papa,--Adolf Brawer," said Nelly, whispering the last
words, to remind him more quickly of the name.

"Servant, sir," said Dalton, condescendingly; for the profound deference
of the stranger's manner at once suggested to him their relative
conditions.

"I kiss your hand," said Adolf, with the respectful salutation of a
thorough Austrian, while he bowed again with even deeper humility.

"The worthy man who was so kind to Frank, papa," said Nelly, in deep
confusion, as she saw the scrutinizing and almost depreciating look with
which Dalton regarded him.

"Oh, the pedler!" said Dalton, at last, as the remembrance flashed on
him. "This is the pedler, then?"

"Yes, papa. He came out of his way, from Durlach, Just to tell us about
Frank; to say how tall he had grown--taller than himself, he says--and
so good-looking, too. It was so kind in him."

"Oh, very kind, no doubt of it,----very kind indeed!" said Dalton, with
a laugh of most dubious expression. "Did he say nothing of Frank's debt
to him? Has n't that 'I O U' You were talking to me about anything to say
to this visit?"

"He never spoke of it, never alluded to it," cried she, eagerly.

"Maybe he won't be so delicate with me," said Dalton. "Sit down, Mr.
Brawer; make no ceremony here. We 're stopping in this little place till
our house is got ready for us. So you saw Frank, and he's looking well?"

"The finest youth in the regiment. They know him through all Vienna as
the 'Handsome Cadet.'"

"And so gentle-mannered and unaffected," cried Nelly.

"Kind and civil to his inferiors?" said Dalton; "I hope he's that?"

"He condescended to know _me_," said Brawer, "and call me his friend."

"Well, and maybe ye were," said Peter, with a majestic wave of the hand.
"A real born gentleman, as Frank is, may take a beggar off the streets
and be intimate with him. Them's my sentiments. Mark what I say, Mr.
Brawer, and you 'll find, as you go through life, if it is n't true;
good blood may mix with the puddle every day of the year, and not be the
worse of it!"

"Frank is so grateful to you," broke in Nelly, eagerly; "and we are so
grateful for all your kindness to him!"

"What an honor to _me!_ that he should so speak of me!" said the pedler,
feelingly,--"I, who had no claim upon his memory."

"There was a trifle of money between you, I think," said Dalton,
ostentatiously; "have you any notion of what it is?"

"I came not here to collect a debt, Herr v