"But I may decide not to adopt it in the end, Mr. Spence," I said, not
wishing to commit myself irrevocably. "I am very much interested in your
ideas, but I should prefer to be accepted merely as a student until I am
more familiar with them. As I have said, I am very ignorant of all such
matters, and need instruction. I have spoken to you rather to ask your
advice as to whom to select as a teacher, than to offer myself as an
active convert. The rest will come in time, I have no doubt, for I am
greatly attracted by what I have heard already."
"I see. You are right," said he. "Precipitation is directly opposed to
the spirit of my theories. I should have said you were already qualified
to become an active worker, but you are the best judge: and, as you
have mentioned, you will be able to become familiar with the system at
your leisure."
He paused, and seemed to be absorbed in thought, as though he were
debating with himself.
"Do you know of any good teacher?" I inquired.
"I am reflecting."
"I should expect to pay any competent person liberally."
He flushed a little, and after an instant said:
"I thought at first that I might see my way to offering myself as an
instructor, but on reflection I find it would be difficult for me to
find time. I know of no better persons to suggest than one of our
friends of the other evening,--Mr. Fleisch or Miss Kingsley. Either of
them is admirably well informed and intelligent."
"Oh, but if you could arrange it so, I should much prefer you, Mr.
Spence," I exclaimed with genuine eagerness. "I did not dare to imagine
that such an arrangement was possible. But now that you have suggested
it yourself, I cannot give up the idea without remonstrance."
I looked at him beseechingly, and he blushed again in a manner to cause
me self-consciousness. He hesitated, and then in a decided tone, as if
he were resisting a temptation, said:--
"It is out of the question, Miss Harlan. I have not time. Mr. Fleisch is
an excellent instructor."
"Very well; Mr. Fleisch then," I answered, a little upset by his
confusion. "Will you speak to him about it and arrange the terms?"
He assented, and the awkward pause that followed was relieved by the
entrance, at the same moment, of Aunt Helen and Mr. Barr, though not in
company it need scarcely be added.
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