"Yes," he replied.
"Will you sing it for me?" she asked.
"With the greatest pleasure," he answered.
Once, as he sang the lines of the song, he looked up. Miss Verjoos was sitting with her elbows on the arm of her chair, her cheek resting upon her clasped hands and her dusky eyes were fastened upon his face. As the song concluded she rose and walked away. Mrs. Tenaker came over to the piano and put out her hand.
"Thank you so much for your singing, Mr. Lenox," she said. "Would you like to do an old woman a favor?"
"Very much so," said John, smiling and looking first at Mrs. Tenaker and then about the room, "but there are no old women here as far as I can see."
"Very pretty, sir, very pretty," she said, looking very graciously at him. "Will you sing Annie Laurie for me?"
"With all my heart," he said, bowing. He looked at Herr Schlitz, who shook his head.
"Let me play it for you," said Mrs. Benson, coming over to the piano.
"Where do you want it?" she asked, modulating softly from one key to another.