"We shall all want to learn of you--I, at least," said Gwendolen. "I sing very badly, as Herr Klesmer will tell you,"--here she glanced upward to that higher power rather archly, and continued--"but I have been rebuked for not liking to be middling, since I can be nothing more. I think that is a different doctrine from yours?" She was still looking at Klesmer, who said quickly,

"We shall all want to learn of you - I, at least," said Gwendolen. "I sing very badly, as Herr Klesmer will tell you,"- here she glanced at him rather archly.
