You may call me Sieglinde Sullivan, or by my title of Green Witch.

[So he was like the English, and preferred the peculiarly intimate method of greeting by clasping hands! Very well, she has done it before and she can do it again. Moving slowly and deliberately, as if assigning a great importance to a foreign action of welcome.

The words about his daughter, however, sober her slightly. Unless the other woman (woman, not girl) was here...]

I hope you will accept my condolences on your loss.

[She thinks that is the phrase one is supposed to say.]

I shall forgive the impertinence.