other subject. They went a long way in the darkness
of a heavily clouded September twilight, and finally:

"Where did he buy it?" he asked.

"Where did he buy what? where did who buy what?"

"The monkey."

"Oh! I don't know, I'm sure."

Then there was another long silence.

"To-morrow," he announced, "I am going to the Tagernsee, and--"

"I'm not," she put in flatly.

He turned his head and stared reprovingly.

"How you have say that! not in the way of good manners at all."

"No," she said, with an air of retort, "I am with you so much that I am
beginning to forget all my good manners."

"Am I so bad mannered?"

"Yes, you are."

"How?"

"You interrupt, and you are frank to a degree that is always impolite,
and sometimes really awful."

"And you," he exclaimed eagerly, "how bad you also are! you never even
try to be agreeable, and when I speak with great seriosity you are often
more amused than before, even."

Rosina tried to look sorry, but found it safer, even in the twilight, to
look the other way.

"The truth is," he went on vigorously, "I am very much too good with
you! I have never taken my time to an American before, and I am always
fearful. I have been a fool. I shall not be a fool any more."

"How do you intend to begin to grow wise?"

"You will see."

The threat sounded dire, but they were now at the corner by the
Maximiliansstrasse, and supper was too near for her to feel downcast.

"I hope that we are to have potato salad to-night," she said cheerfully.

He continued to meditate moodily.

"Oh, we are much too much together," he announced at last.

"Well," she replied, "if you go to the Tagernsee to-morrow that will
give us a little mutual rest."

"I may miss the train," he added thoughtfully; "if I do--"

"You can take the next one," she finished for him.

He looked at her witheringly.

"If I do miss the train, I will carry my violin to you and we will make
some music in the evening."

Rosina stopped, fairly paralyzed with joy.

"Oh, monsieur," she cried, "will you really?"

"Yes, that is what I will; _if_ I miss the train."

They had entered beneath the long arcade, which was dark and altogether
deserted except for one distant figure.

"I almost want you to miss your train," she said eagerly. "You do not
know how very, very anxious I am to hear you play."

"I can miss it," he said thoughtfully; "it is very simple to miss a
train. One can sleep, and then here in Mu