"Yes," said Anne-Marie, turning to the visitor; "how can you know what I bring? How can you know that what you bring is beautifuller or gooder? How can you know that Bach meant what you think and not what I think?"
"Don't get excited, you funny little girl," said the visitor; and he took his leave with dignity.
But Anne-Marie was excited, and did not sleep all night.
XXII
"Anne-marie, the King wants to hear you play!"
"The King? The real King?"
"Yes."
"Not a fairy-tale king?"
"No."
"The King who was ill when I had a birthday-cake long ago?"