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Updated: July 2, 2025
The effect must have been very overwhelming; for Madame the Professoress, as the Germans say, rose hurriedly as if to go, making me a slight bow which seemed to say: "Adorable! " Her husband stopped her, saying: "Don't go, my child, this is one of my pupils." The young woman bent her head towards the scholar as a bird perched on a bough stretches its neck to pick up a seed.
On the neck of Madame the Professoress sparkled a superb cross of diamonds. "How funny that is," said I to a personage who had not yet studied the world's ledger, nor deciphered the heart of a single woman. That personage was myself. If I had then the desire to dance with those fair women, it was simply because I knew a secret which emboldened my timidity.
Formerly it could swallow twelve-hours' tough reading, and digest an encyclopaedia. If I had children to educate, I would, at ten or twelve years of age, have a professor, or professoress, of whist for them, and cause them to be well grounded in that great and useful game. You cannot learn it well when you are old, any more than you can learn dancing or billiards.
The effect must have been very overwhelming; for Madame the Professoress, as the Germans say, rose hurriedly as if to go, making me a slight bow which seemed to say: "Adorable! " Her husband stopped her, saying: "Don't go, my child, this is one of my pupils." The young woman bent her head towards the scholar as a bird perched on a bough stretches its neck to pick up a seed.
On the neck of Madame the Professoress sparkled a superb cross of diamonds. "How funny that is," said I to a personage who had not yet studied the world's ledger, nor deciphered the heart of a single woman. That personage was myself. If I had then the desire to dance with those fair women, it was simply because I knew a secret which emboldened my timidity.
On the neck of Madame the Professoress sparkled a superb cross of diamonds. "How funny that is," said I to a personage who had not yet studied the world's ledger, nor deciphered the heart of a single woman. That personage was myself. If I had then the desire to dance with those fair women, it was simply because I knew a secret which emboldened my timidity.
The effect must have been very overwhelming; for Madame the Professoress, as the Germans say, rose hurriedly as if to go, making me a slight bow which seemed to say: "Adorable! " Her husband stopped her, saying: "Don't go, my child, this is one of my pupils." The young woman bent her head towards the scholar as a bird perched on a bough stretches its neck to pick up a seed.
It has its painters, and poets, and literary staff, from the bard who tunes his harp to the praise of the pantaloons of the great public benefactor Noses, to the immortal professoress of crochet and cross-stitch, who contracts for L.120 a year to puff in 'The Family Fudge' the superexcellent knitting and boar's-head cotton of Messrs Steel and Goldseye.
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