Träumerei

And now here he was, an honored guest, able to hobnob daily with Jane Abbott, that wonder girl in whose half-pint person were combined all the lovely qualities of woman of which he had so often dreamed beneath full moons or when the music of the wind came sighing through the pines, or, for the matter of that, when the band was playing 'Träumerei'.

Summer Moonshine. Chapter 17

' [...] This sentiment and romance he blunted for ever with these foul hams of his. He used to take me out in the moonlight and tell me what gave them that nutty flavour. He would wait till the band was playing "Träumerei" and then describe the process of curing.'

Quick Service. Chapter 1