Between the edges of the fissure the waves of the Balaton plashed softly.
At such a season Michael arrived at his villa on the Balaton.
The lake of Balaton is renowned for a splendid kind of fresh-water fish, the Fogas.
He got up quickly, bathed as usual in icy water, dressed, and hurried out to see the Balaton.
As if that was what fogasch swam in the Balaton lake for—that those Germans might eat them!