The Professor's House
great scholar staying off in some grimy place on
the South side. We want him where we can keep
an eye on him.”
Louie was so warm with his plan that the Professor could only express satisfaction. “And our luggage?”
“It’s on the way. I cancelled your reservations and did everything in order. Now have your tea, but not too much. You dine early; you have an engagement for to-night. You and Dearest are going to the opera—— Oh, not with us! We have other fish to fry. You are going off alone.”
“Very well, Louie! And what are they giving to-night?”
“Mignon. It will remind you of your student days in Paris.”
“It will. I always had abonnement at the Opera Comique, and Mignon came round frequently. It’s one of my favourites.”
“I thought so!” Louie kissed both the ladies, to express his satisfaction. The Professor had forgotten his scruples about accepting lavish hospitalities. He was really very glad to have windows on the lake, and not to have to go away to another hotel. After the Marselluses went to their own apartment, he remarked to his wife, while he unpacked his bag, that it was much more convenient to be on the same floor with Louie and Rosa-
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