It was a more delicate matter about which the Tutor talked with her.
Something which she had pleasantly said to him about the two Annexes led
him to ask her, more or less seriously, it may be remembered, about the
fitness of either of them to be the wife of a young man in his position.
She talked so sensibly, as it seemed to him, about it that he continued
the conversation, and, shy as he was, became quite easy and confidential
in her company. The Tutor is not only a poet, but is a great reader
of the poetry of many languages. It so happened that Number Five was
puzzled, one day, in reading a sonnet of Petrarch, and had recourse to
the Tutor to explain the difficult passage. She found him so thoroughly
instructed, so clear, so much interested, so ready to impart knowledge,
and so happy in his way of doing it, that she asked him if he would not
allow her the privilege of reading an Italian author under his guidance,
now and then.
The Tutor found Number Five an apt scholar, and something more than
that; for while, as a linguist, he was, of course, her master, her
intelligent comments brought out the beauties of an author in a way to
make the text seem like a different version. They did not always confine
themselves to the book they were reading. Number Five showed some
curiosity about the Tutor's relations with the two Annexes. She
suggested whether it would not be well to ask one or both of them in to
take part in their readings. The Tutor blushed and hesitated. “Perhaps
you would like to ask one of them,” said Number Five. “Which one shall
it be?” “It makes no difference to me which,” he answered, “but I do not
see that we need either.” Number Five did not press the matter further.
So the young Tutor and Number Five read together pretty regularly, and
came to depend upon their meeting over a book as one of their stated
seasons of enjoyment. He is so many years younger than she is that I
do not suppose he will have to pass par la, as most of her male friends
have done. I tell her sometimes that she reminds me of my Alma Mater,
always young, always fresh in her attractions, with her scholars all
round her, many of them graduates, or to graduate sooner or later.
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