Финансист

Chapter XVII

           

           "Hushnow!Ingoodtime,"repliedMrs.ButlertoNorah."Wait.We’llfixitallupsomeday,sure.Youruntoyourlessonsnow.You’vehadenough."

           Noraharoseandleft.Aileensubsided.Herfatherwassimplystubbornandimpossible.Andyethewassweet,too.Shepoutedinordertocompelhimtoapologize.

           "Comenow,"hesaid,aftertheyhadleftthetable,andconsciousofthefactthathisdaughterwasdissatisfiedwithhim.Hemustdosomethingtoplacateher."Playmesomethin’onthepiano,somethin’nice."Hepreferredshowy,clatterythingswhichexhibitedherskillandmuscularabilityandlefthimwonderinghowshedidit.Thatwaswhateducationwasfortoenablehertoplaytheseverydifficultthingsquicklyandforcefully."Andyoucanhaveanewpianoanytimeyoulike.Goandseeaboutit.Thislooksprettygoodtome,butifyoudon’twantit,allright."Aileensqueezedhisarm.Whatwastheuseofarguingwithherfather?Whatgoodwouldalonepianodo,whenthewholehouseandthewholefamilyatmospherewereatfault?ButsheplayedSchumann,Schubert,Offenbach,Chopin,andtheoldgentlemanstrolledtoandfroandmused,smiling.Therewasrealfeelingandathoughtfulinterpretationgiventosomeofthesethings,forAileenwasnotwithoutsentiment,thoughshewassostrong,vigorous,andwithalsodefiant;butitwasalllostonhim.Helookedonher,hisbright,healthy,enticinglybeautifuldaughter,andwonderedwhatwasgoingtobecomeofher.

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