"She does not admire him so wonderfully, Santonio says, and soon tired of his instructions. I suppose the fact is she can get on very well alone."
"But I wish I had asked her, sir," I again said, "because we should be quite sure about the conductor."
"But you forget Miss Lawrence was at the festival, Charles, and that she saw you there. Come! my boy you are not vain."
"No, sir, I don't think I am. Oh! Miss Benette, you laughed!"
"Yes, Master Auchester, because you could be no more vain than I am."
"Why not, Miss Benette?"
"Because we could neither of us be vain, side by side with our tone-master," she answered, with such a childlike single-heartedness that I was obliged to look at Davy to see how he bore it. It was very nearly dark, yet I could make out the lines of a smile upon his face.
"I am very proud to be called so, Miss Benette; but it is only a name in my case, with which I am well pleased my pupils should amuse themselves."
"Master Auchester," exclaimed Miss Benette, without reply to Davy at all, "you can ask Miss Lawrence about Monsieur Milans-André, if you please, for she is coming to see my work, and I think it will be to-morrow that she will come."
"Oh, thank you, Miss Benette! I suppose Miss Lawrence said that to you when Mr. Davy called me away to him?"