The First Violin

en, und vom R

Beeth

was sure that she would befriend me. True, she did not say so. When I told her about Sir Peter Le Marchant's proposal to me, about Adelaide's behavior; when, in halting and stammering tones, and interrupted by tears, I confessed that I h

used Sir Peter Le Marchant, but you do not feel at all s

I adm

k from the idea of a rep

if it wou

is highly unfit that you should be subjected to a recurrence of it. I will

ut not daring to make any observation upon it, I took the b

e. "Now, will you read

er into my han

asanter. My house is a large one in the Alléestrasse. Dr. Mittendorf, the oculist, lives not far from here, and the St?dtische Augenklinik-that is, the eye hospital-is quite near. The rooms you would

l highes

r de

a Stei

all, I suppose?" said s

N

hal. You have heard of Elbert

d to be a fine picture-gallery th

n eye hospital there, and a celebrated oculist-Mittendorf. I am going there. I don't suppose it will be of t

t very well, b

ust go to the piano and let me hear a spec

as well as I could, an Englis

ith silence, which Miss Hall

have not had

cely

d, even if not in Skernford.

any things that I am no

th regard to those things-music and singing, and s

ve Skernford, Sir Peter, all that had grown so weary to me; see new places, live with new people; l

e yourself useful to me in man

reality I began t

really true? Do you th

't answere

ould do anything you lik

h is bad-so is my temper very often. I am what people who never had any trouble are fond of calling peculiar. Still

strust me; but if I had to go to Siberia to get out of Sir Peter's way, I would go gladly and stay

u clumsy at h

n I, and can do everything so much better

hat you come with me. I will see your father about it to-morrow.

nd gladness struggled hard within me. The idea of getting away from Skernfor