She coloured slightly, but smiled and read his name, while vogelstein raised his hat.
vogelstein asked, reversing in fancy a position not at all unknown to him.
Throughout the hour he spent with her vogelstein seemed to see how it was she had made herself.
In the afternoon, returning to Washington on the steamer, vogelstein received a warning.
Count vogelstein had finished his cigar, and he spent a long time in walking up and down the upper deck.
This was rather illogical, but it indicated a certain amount of curiosity on the part of Count vogelstein.
These reflexions would indicate that Count vogelstein read his volume of Tauchnitz rather interruptedly.
Mrs. Dangerfield was a handsome confidential insinuating woman, with whom vogelstein felt his talk take a very wide range indeed.
Perhaps it was of Phidias and Pericles they were thinking, vogelstein reflected, as they sat ruminating in their rugs.
Count vogelstein was still young enough in diplomacy to think it necessary to have opinions.
