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"Professor, professor!" she gasped, "what is the meaning of that?" and she pointed to a big stack of music tied up, "and that, and that, and that," pointing to various articles. "It means, dear lady, that I'm going to move," said Von Barwig complacently. "Move!" almost shrieked Miss Husted. "Yes, as the top floor will not come down to me, I shall move up to the top floor.
Orchids in winter only goes with blue diamonds and yellowbacks!" Miss Husted shook her head. "Move upstairs more likely than uptown," replied that lady regretfully. "Why, the poor old gentleman don't even get enough to eat. You mark my word for it, some day he's going to keel over!
Finally she began looking about for a collaborator, convinced that she herself could never write an interesting line. Ida Husted Harper, with her newspaper experience and her interest in the cause, seemed the logical choice, and in the spring of 1897, she came to 17 Madison Street to work on the biography. The attic had been remodeled for workrooms and here Susan now spent her days with Mrs.
Now Jenny had no idea that she liked young Poons. She was interested in him because she was sorry for him, and she was sorry for him because her aunt was always speaking against him. So Miss Husted brought about the very condition she most dreaded, for her niece began to like the young man from the moment her aunt forbade her to speak to him.
"A pupil's wedding," answered Von Barwig quickly; as if he expected the question and was prepared to answer it. "Gott in Himmel, it's cold! Ha, of course," and he looked up; "that skylight isn't mended! Dear Miss Husted, she always forgets it. I must fix it myself. Yes," he went on thoughtfully, "a pupil of mine was married; a young lady.
Pinac was playing his violin, Poons the 'cello and Fico was at the piano, with Jenny apparently as the audience. "Isn't Professor Barwig here?" inquired Miss Husted, surprised at his room being occupied during his absence. "No, Miss Owstong," said Pinac, always the spokesman of the trio. He spoke English slightly better than Fico, who could barely make himself understood.
If you want a man to talk never ask him questions; men are a suspicious lot." "Ah, but he is different," said Miss Husted. "He has such a sad, far-away, wistful look in his noble, dark eyes." "That may be, but far-away looks don't pay any rent for you! You can't attach any importance to things like that. My first husband had a far-away look, and I haven't seen him for ten years.
Then he added, "I have been to a wedding, yes, a wedding! Ah, Jenny, how is my little girl?" Von Barwig took the flower he had in his coat and placed it in her hand. "Wear it, Jenny, wear it! Perhaps it will bring you good fortune! There should be two weddings, not one," he added, looking at Poons. "Two, indeed!" ejaculated Miss Husted, with a toss of her curls. "One is too many sometimes!"
I'll be back, I'll be back," and Von Barwig put on his cloak and rushed off. How long Miss Husted sat there at the table she never knew; she was too stunned to think. Going, her dear professor, going! It could not be true, she would not believe it! But she had seen his steamship ticket and there was his trunk. She went over to the little portmanteau and saw that the key was in the lock.
With her dinner was a universal panacea, but Von Barwig declined with many thanks. He had grown to like Miss Husted and realised that she was far, far above the average woman of her class. Moreover, he felt that she liked him, and sympathy begets sympathy.
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