`` Thou shalt haf thy Bhaer . Come , then , and take a goot hug from him , my Tina , '' said the Professor , catching her up with a laugh , and holding her so high over his head that she had to stoop her little face to kiss him . `` Now me mus tuddy my lessin , '' went on the funny little thing . So he put her up at the table , opened the great dictionary she had brought , and gave her a paper and pencil , and she scribbled away , turning a leaf now and then , and passing her little fat finger down the page , as if finding a word , so soberly that I nearly betrayed myself by a laugh , while Mr. Bhaer stood stroking her pretty hair with a fatherly look that made me think she must be his own , though she looked more French than German . Another knock and the appearance of two young ladies sent me back to my work , and there I virtuously remained through all the noise and gabbling that went on next door . One of the girls kept laughing affectedly , and saying , `` Now Professor , '' in a coquettish tone , and the other pronounced her German with an accent that must have made it hard for him to keep sober . Both seemed to try his patience sorely , for more than once I heard him say emphatically , `` No , no , it is not so , you haf not attend to what I say , '' and once there was a loud rap , as if he struck the table with his book , followed by the despairing exclamation , `` Prut ! It all goes bad this day . '' Poor man , I pitied him , and when the girls were gone , took just one more peep to see if he survived it . He seemed to have thrown himself back in his chair , tired out , and sat there with his eyes shut till the clock struck two , when he jumped up , put his books in his pocket , as if ready for another lesson , and taking little Tina who had fallen asleep on the sofa in his arms , he carried her quietly away . I fancy he has a hard life of it . Mrs. Kirke asked me if I would n't go down to the five o'clock dinner , and feeling a little bit homesick , I thought I would , just to see what sort of people are under the same roof with me . So I made myself respectable and tried to slip in behind Mrs. Kirke , but as she is short and I 'm tall , my efforts at concealment were rather a failure . She gave me a seat by her , and after my face cooled off , I plucked up courage and looked about me . The long table was full , and every one intent on getting their dinner , the gentlemen especially , who seemed to be eating on time , for they bolted in every sense of the word , vanishing as soon as they were done . There was the usual assortment of young men absorbed in themselves , young couples absorbed in each other , married ladies in their babies , and old gentlemen in politics . I do n't think I shall care to have much to do with any of them , except one sweetfaced maiden lady , who looks as if she had something in her . Cast away at the very bottom of the table was the Professor , shouting answers to the questions of a very inquisitive , deaf old gentleman on one side , and talking philosophy with a Frenchman on the other . If Amy had been here , she 'd have turned her back on him forever because , sad to relate , he had a great appetite , and shoveled in his dinner in a manner which would have horrified ` her ladyship ' . I did n't mind , for I like ` to see folks eat with a relish ' , as Hannah says , and the poor man must have needed a deal of food after teaching idiots all day .
As I XXXXX upstairs after dinner , two of the young men were settling their hats before the hall mirror , and I heard one say low to the other , `` Who 's the new party ? ''
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