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She tried to open her reticule and finding Skippy in the way, she handed the little animal to Fico, saying: "Will one of you gentlemen please hold Skippy while I find those tickets? He just had a bath and if he rolls over he'll get soiled." Fico took the dog, which promptly yelped, so he hurriedly handed it to Pinac. Pinac, who was afraid of dogs, transferred the animal to Poons.
"I should say it was dear, dear!" said Miss Husted, who slightly misunderstood Pinac. And so the truth dawned upon them. For months, for years he had deceived them with his smile, his optimism, his gay manner and cheery word, and above all by the open-hearted manner in which he gave away to all who came to him.
"Excellent, excellent!" said Von Barwig, rubbing his hands, and going over to the window he pulled up the blind. "He falls into our trap very easily," whispered Pinac to Fico; "but be careful!" Poons looked on and smiled as usual. "I should like nothing better," said Von Barwig. "You shall all dine with me," and before his friends could remonstrate he had invited Poons to the banquet.
"Gentlemen," she began; then hesitated. After all it was the professor's secret. Perhaps they knew; if not, 'twas better they should. The men looked at each other inquiringly, and waited for her to speak. "I'm very glad I've found you together very glad. Do you notice any change in me?" Pinac and Fico shook their heads, mainly because they were mystified.
Besides neither Pinac nor Fico could throw much light on the pupil question, for though they were musicians, yes, for they played, they did not teach.
She is very happy, very happy; and I am happy that she is happy I must always remember that." "Remember what?" inquired Fico after a pause. "Always remember that this is a happy moment and that I must live on it. This moment is my future; it is all I have to live on. The wedding day of my pupil is the sum and end of all for me." "Was it a fine wedding, Anton?" asked Pinac gently.
The meeting of these three men, which subsequently resulted in a friendship lasting many years, came about as follows: While eating dinner at Galazatti's one night, Von Barwig found himself at the same table as Fico. Fico bowed to him and he graciously acknowledged his salute, not knowing who the man was, but vaguely remembering his features. Fico then introduced Pinac, his fellow-lodger.
That night at Galazatti's, when he handed to Pinac and Fico the money he had borrowed from them at Castle Garden and paid for the little dinner which he gave them to celebrate the arrival of Poons in America, they did not suspect that he had spent the very last dollar he had in the world. Young Poons was not a success at first.
He did not speak; his heart was too heavy. "It won't last long! You see, it won't last long!" said Pinac, again trying to comfort him. "Come, boys, we go upstairs and play. We play for you, Anton, eh?" Von Barwig made no reply.
"I go on a honeymoon," he said, and they all laughed. "I go home," he added. "No cruel farewells, no sad partings! Jenny will tell you. I am called away. Sit down, all of you, where you always sit. Fico, your mandolin; Pinac, your violin! Poons, your 'cello!" They did as he asked them, "So, now! Play, sing, be happy, just as always!
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