The two girls
smiled and bowed to each other with extraordinary sweetness.
X
_Of Fifi on Friendship, and who would be sorry if Queed died; of
Queed's Mad Impulse, sternly overcome; of his Indignant Call upon
Nicolovius, the Old Professor_.
Could I interrupt you for just a minute, Mr. Queed?"
"No. It is not time yet."
"Cicero's so horrid to-night."
"Don't scatter your difficulties, as I've told you before. Gather them
all together and have them ready to present to me at the proper time. I
shall make the usual pause," said Mr. Queed, "at nine sharp."
Fifi, after all, had been selfish enough to take the little Doctor at
his word. He had both given her the freedom of his dining-room and
ordered her to bring her difficulties to him, instead of sitting there
and noisily crying over them. And she had done his bidding, night after
night. For his part he had stuck manfully by his moment of reckless
generosity, no matter how much he may have regretted it. He helped Fifi,
upon her request, without spoken protest or censure. But he insisted on
doing it after an iron-clad schedule: Absolute silence until nine
o'clock; then an interlude for the solving of difficulties; absolute
silence after that; then at 9.
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