text:  Bettina went to her with her head sunk in grief and her heart yearning for somebody to make a friend of and sat down on a stool at the old lady's feet and said "I have lost my Guenderode will you be my friend in her stead?" And the old lady was delighted and kissed her; and Bettina sat at her feet day after day from that time forth; and they were the two tenderest friends in Germany