“Ah! you have lived in New York!” he exclaimed, in genuine surprise, and forgetting for the moment to color his speech with faulty pronunciation.
She gave him a quick glance, and replied:
“I sang for a year in one of the theaters, and then my father and I came here to live on a farm.”
“De farm must be langweilig—ferry tull—after life in de city.”
“It is; but I am used to it now, after four years’ trial. Not but that I get lonely very often, for there is nothingwhatever going on, and I miss the excitement and variety of the city.”
“And so you will study music to make de time go more swiftly?”
“Yes, for that, and—other reasons.”
Again the color rose to her face, and again came the same curious expression.
It was not lost upon Karl, who, with an increasing feeling of disquietude, took out his watch, and, remarking that his time was limited, proceeded rather hurriedly with the lesson.
Kate Heath received the instruction he offered in a strangely docile, almost apathetic manner, and fairly puzzled her teacher.