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Ludolph's request, came to the hotel to try some new music. During the evening Mr. Ludolph was called out for a little time. Availing himself of the opportunity, Dennis said, "You seem to be working with all your old zest and hope." "Yes," she said, "with greater hope than ever before." "Won't you show me something that you are doing?" "No, not yet.
Ludolph determined if possible to break down her reserve and let in the garish light, which he knew to be most fatal to all romantic fancies, that ever thrive best in the twilight of secrecy. But she was on the alert now, and in relief of mind had regained her poise and the power to mask her feeling.
Ludolph a moment?" he asked. "Yes," replied the clerk, "he is in the inner office there; but I guess you won't find him very smooth this evening," looking at the same time suggestively toward the broken marble. But Mr. Ludolph was not in as bad a humor as was imagined.
"Oh, if I could believe you were right!" "I know I am right," he said, so decidedly that again hope grew rosy and beautiful in her face. "Then again," he continued, eagerly, "see what an advantage you have over the most of us. Your power of imitation is wonderful. You can copy anything you see." "Good-evening, Miss Ludolph. Where have you been hiding?
See here," and she took out her more dainty provision from behind a seat and sat down opposite, in such a pretty, companionable way that he in his admiration and pleasure forgot his sandwiches. "What is the matter?" she asked. "You are to eat the sandwiches, not me." "A very proper hint, Miss Ludolph; one might well be inclined to make the mistake."
The girl had learned so much from the wily man of the world that she was becoming his master. Dennis came and entered with a thrill of delight what was to him enchanted ground. Mr. Ludolph was affable, Christine kind, but she looked more than she said. Dennis sang the solo, after one or two efforts, correctly. Then Mr.
In a moment more Miss Ludolph passed him on her way out of the store, noticing him no more than she did his dust-brush. Mr. Ludolph was the younger son of a noble but impoverished German family, and was intensely proud of his patrician blood.
Then, in quick and natural transition, his mind reverted to Christine Ludolph; and the thought of her face, which God had fashioned so fair, but which was already sadly marred by sin, becoming fixed and rigid in pride and selfishness, was as painful as if, according to an old legend, her lithe, active form should gradually turn to stone.
Dennis hastened away to his room, and it was well that he did not hear the conversation that followed. "Oh, no!" responded Mr. Ludolph, "that is not Dennis's failing. He is a member of a church in 'good and regular standing. He will be one of the 'pillars' by and by." "You are always having a fling at superstition and the superstitious," said his daughter, laughingly.
"It is not every man that is waited on by a baroness." "The trouble with Christine is that she is too grateful," put in the old doctor. "Now I should say that was scarcely possible in view of " commenced the professor, innocently. "I really hope Miss Ludolph will do nothing more from gratitude," interrupted Dennis, in a low tone that showed decided annoyance. The doctor and Mrs.
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