“I remember. But that did not affect me so. I never was so affected till I heard you play just now.”
“I don’t know whether I ought to feel complimented, or the reverse.”
“What is the feeling we naturally have at perceiving our power over another human being?” Mrs. Lehmyl changed the subject.
“That was an exceedingly clever guess you made the other day,” she said, “that I was a lover of Browning. I can’t understand what suggested it.”
“I told you then that I dared not enlighten you, lest I might be deemed presumptuous. If you will promise me absolution, beforehand—”
“But you, too, I take for granted, share my sentiments.”
“What I have read is unsurpassed. ’The Inn Album,’ for example.”
“And ’The Ring and the Book.’.rdquo;
“I haven’t read ’The Ring and the Book.’.rdquo;
“Oh, then you must read it at once. Then you don’t half know Browning. Will you read it, if I lend it to you?”