"Of course I mean it," he said.
He looked remarkably pleased with himself, and Bernardine could not
help smiling.
He looked just as a child looks when he has given up a toy to another
child, and is conscious that he has behaved himself rather well.
"I am very much obliged to you," she said frankly. "I have had a great
wish to learn photography."
"I might have lent my camera to you before, mightn't I?" he said
thoughtfully.
"No," she answered. "There was not any reason."
"No," he said, with a kind of relief, "there was not any reason. That
is quite true!"
"When will you give me my first lesson?" she asked. "Perhaps, though,
you would like to wait a few days, in case you change your mind."
"It takes me some time to make up my mind," he replied, "but I do not
change it. So I will give you your first lesson to-morrow. Only you
must not be impatient. You must consent to be taught; you cannot
possibly know everything!"
They fixed a time for the morrow, and Bernardine went off with the
camera; and meeting Marie on the staircase, confided to her the piece
of good fortune which had befallen her.
"See what Herr Allitsen has lent me, Marie!" she said.
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