The reading of the remaining chapters of Blennerhassett was completed by three o'clock, and at quarter of four, Miss Very, attired in a natty yachting costume, which formed part of her summer outfit, was ready to accompany Captain Marble and the children on their trip.
When they were alone Quincy turned to Alice and said, "I bought another song yesterday morning, which I thought you might like to hear."
"Is it another German song?" asked Alice.
"No," replied Quincy, as he took a roll from the piano and opened it. "It is a duet; the music is by Bosco, but you can tell nothing by that. The composer's real name may be Jones or Smith."
He seated himself at the piano and played it through, as he had done with that other song two long months before.
"I think it more beautiful than the other," said Alice. "Are the words as sweet as those in that other song?"
"Then you have not forgotten the other one," said Quincy, earnestly.
"How could I forget it?" answered Alice. "Rosa has sung it to me several times, but it did not sound to me as it did when you sang it."
"I will sing this one to you," said he; and Alice came and stood by his side at the piano.