Know’stthouthelandwherethecitronblooms，usedtobetheProfessor’sfavoriteline，for`dasland’meantGermanytohim，butnowheseemedtodwell，withpeculiarwarmthandmelody，uponthewords……
There，ohthere，mightIwiththee，O，mybeloved，goandonelistenerwassothrilledbythetenderinvitationthatshelongedtosayshedidknowtheland，andwouldjoyfullydepartthitherwheneverhelikedThesongwasconsideredagreatsuccess，andthesingerretiredcoveredwithlaurels。Butafewminutesafterward，heforgothismannersentirely，andstaredatAmyputtingonherbonnet，forshehadbeenintroducedsimplyas`mysister’，andononehadcalledherbyhernewnamesincehercame。HeforgothimselfstillfurtherwhenLauriesaid，inhismostgraciousmanner，atparting……
“MywifeandIareverygladtomeetyou，sir。Pleaserememberthatthereisalwaysawelcomewaitingforyouovertheway。“
ThentheProfessorthankedhimsoheartily，andlookedsosuddenlyilluminatedwithsatisfaction，thatLauriethoughthimthemostdelightfullydemonstrativeoldfellowheevermet。
“Itooshallgo，butIshallgladlycomeagain，ifyouwillgifmeleave，dearmadame，foralittlebusinessinthecitywillkeepmeheresomedays。“