"Of course it is," said Hans, with some sharpness. "You may take my word for what a gentleman would feel."
"I wish to do what Mr. Deronda would like me to do," said Mirah, gravely, seeing that Mrs. Meyrick looked toward her; and Hans, turning on his heel, went to Kate's table and took up one of her drawings as if his interest needed a new direction.
"Shouldn't you like to make a study of Klesmer's head, Hans?" said Kate. "I suppose you have often seen him?"
"Seen him!" exclaimed Hans, immediately throwing back his head and mane, seating himself at the piano and looking round him as if he were surveying an amphitheatre, while he held his fingers down perpendicularly toward the keys. But then in another instant he wheeled round on the stool, looked at Mirah and said, half timidly--"Perhaps you don't like this mimicry; you must always stop my nonsense when you don't like it."

"Of course," said Hans, sharply. "You may take my word for what a gentleman would feel."
"I wish to do what Mr. Deronda would like," said Mirah, gravely; and Hans, turning on his heel, went to Kate's table and took up one of her drawings to inspect it.
"Shouldn't you like to draw Klesmer's head, Hans?" said Kate. "I suppose you have often seen him?"
"Seen him!" exclaimed Hans, immediately throwing back his mane, seating himself at the piano and looking round him as if he were surveying an amphitheatre, while he stretched his fingers down toward the keys. But then he wheeled round, looked at Mirah and said, half timidly- "Perhaps you don't like this mimicry; you must stop my nonsense when you don't like it."
