follows them up, and can never by any means come upon her anywhere.
The lovely girl has vanished for him for ever and ever, and he is
never able to forget her imploring glance, and is tortured by the
thought that all the happiness of his life, perhaps, has slipped
through his fingers.

Hoffmann does not end his story quite in that way; but so it had taken
shape, so it had remained, in Gemma's memory.

'I fancy,' she said, 'such meetings and such partings happen oftener
in the world than we suppose.'

Sanin was silent ... and soon after he began talking ... of Herr
Klueber. It was the first time he had referred to him; he had not once
remembered him till that instant.

Gemma was silent in her turn, and sank into thought, biting the nail
of her forefinger and fixing her eyes away. Then she began to speak in
praise of her betrothed, alluded to the excursion he had planned for
the next day, and, glancing swiftly at Sanin, was silent again.

Sanin did not know on what subject to turn the conversation.

Emil ran in noisily and waked Frau Lenore ... Sanin was relieved by
his appearance.

Frau Lenore got up from her low chair. Pantaleone came in and
announced that dinner was ready. The friend of the family, ex-singer,
and servant also performed the duties of cook.