“Isn’t that delightful?” I asked Tomo-chan.
“Yes, lovely.”
“And simple, too.”
She nodded.
“Let’s watch again and see if we can learn,” I said to her, and we stood at the end of the line.
The song went clear and plaintive and the touching trill was preying upon the hearts of the dancers and working them into dreamy ecstasy. The moon by this time climbed high up in the sky, and when a filmy cloud glided off her face, the pale weird rays revealed Tomo-chan and me dancing in the group!
CHAPTER IX
THE ENGLISH SCHOOL
A Night at the Dormitory—Beginning English—Grammar—Pronunciation—School Moved—Mother’s Love.