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"I don't know, Herr Von Barwig," replied Poons, in a low voice. "Jenny, do you approve of his action?" "I don't know, professor, I " Jenny laid her head on his shoulder and Von Barwig knew that she loved the young man. "Scoundrel!" began Von Barwig, turning to Poons. He tried to be serious, but the expression on Poons's face made him smile in spite of himself.
Then she looked around the studio with its old-fashioned piano and the stacks of old music lying about here and there; a violin with one or two bows and resin boxes in the corner, some music stands, Poons's 'cello case, a broken metronome; and on the walls some cheap pictures of the old musicians. In a fit of generosity, Miss Husted had bought them and put them on the walls.
His arm stole around the child's neck, and drawing her to him gently, he kissed her again and again with such sad, lingering tenderness that the ever-ready tears welled up into Poons's eyes, and he turned his head to conceal them. The child struggled to free herself. "Papa so rough, eh? Well, he won't be, or Herr Poons will beat him, eh?" "Surely," assented Poons.
Miss Husted followed this glance with her eye and rather testily suggested to her niece that the bell was ringing and there was no one to answer it. Jenny, who was glad to get out alive, hurriedly made her escape. Poons, sighing deeply, went into the alcove and looked out of the window. Miss Husted sat down, looked around the room pathetically, then followed Poons's example and sighed.
"For her sake you must work," went on Poons, gaining courage as he saw that his words had an effect on his friend. "Yes, I must work," assented Von Barwig, feeling the force of Poons's words. "Shall I go, little Hélène, my little darling? Shall I go?" "Yes, go and tell mamma to come," was the little one's reply. "Come, hurry, Anton!
It struck the men as being most tearful for a comic song. It was some time before Miss Husted had sufficiently recovered herself to knock at Poons's door and inform him that she had withdrawn her opposition to his marriage with her niece. How she made herself understood is one of the mysteries and must remain so, but Poons understood and felt that she was now his friend.
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