"Yes, yes, you need not remember all I say--I mean it only in a general way. If it should come before you, you'll know what I meant. And then you must notice if she can talk and work at the same time, if she has something in her hand while she is talking to you, and if she stops every time she says a word and only pretends to be working. I tell you that industry is everything in a woman. My mother always used to say: 'A girl should never go about empty-handed, and should be ready to climb over three fences to pick up a feather.' And yet she must be calm and steady in her work, and not rush and rampage about as if she were going to pull down a piece of the world. And when she speaks and answers you, notice whether she is either too bashful or too bold. You may not believe it, but girls are quite different when they see a man's hat from what they are among themselves. And those who look as if they were all the time saying, "Don't eat me!" are the worst--but, no--those who have such sharp tongues, and think that when anybody is in the room their tongues should never rest, those are worse still." The lad laughed and said: "Mother, you ought to go about the world preaching, and give lectures for girls only." "Yes, I could do that," replied the mother, also laughing. "But I have brought out the last part first; you must, of course, notice how she behaves to her parents and to her brothers and sisters. You are a good son yourself--I need not tell you anything about that. You know the Fourth Commandment." "Yes, mother, you may rest easy there--I look out for a special sign in regard to that; where they make a big fuss about love for parents, it means nothing. For filial love is best shown by deeds, and those who chatter very much about it, when the time comes for deeds, are tired and weary." "Why, how wise you are!" cried the mother; and she laid her hand on her bosom and looked up at her son. "May I tell you something more?" [Mother and son continue to discuss the qualifications of good wives for some time, until the son begins to show signs of impatience to be off.] "Yes, yes," said the mother, "I talk too much, and you need not remember it all. It's only to remind you, if it should come before you. The gist of what I say is this: the chief thing is not what a woman has or inherits, but what she uses. And now, you know that I have always let you go your own way quietly; so then, open your heart to me, and tell me what it was that made you come back from the wedding at Endringen like a man bewitched, and why it is that you have never since then been the same lad that you were before. Tell me, and perhaps I can help you." "Oh, mother, you cannot do that--but I will tell you. I saw some one there who would have been the right one, but she was the wrong one." "For heaven's sake! You did not fall in love with a married woman?" "No, but still she was the wrong one. Why should I make many words about it? She was a servant-girl."