He lowered his head and walked on, but kept looking back over his shoulder.
"You will become an architect, won't you?" she asked him repeatedly, trying to inculcate this idea in him.
"Yes."
Once after dinner, while waiting for the coffee in the sitting-room, the father remarked that it was time for him to leave his toys and begin to study in real earnest, but the sister, speaking in a tone which indicated that her authority was recognised, and that her opinion too had to be reckoned with, said:
"I hope, papa, that you will not send him to school."
The father, who was tall, clean-shaven and adorned with a large number of sparkling precious stones, replied, lighting his cigar:
"Why not?"
"You know why."
As the conversation turned upon the hunchback he quietly walked out of the room; but he walked slowly and heard his sister say:
"They will jeer at him."