She was gazing at David with an odd look in her eyes.

At last she drew a long sigh.
"David, you are the--the LIMIT!" she breathed, as she rose and seated herself at the harp.
David was manifestly delighted with her playing, and begged for more when she had finished; but Miss Holbrook shook her head.

She seemed to have grown suddenly restless, and she moved about the room calling David's attention to something new each moment.

Then, very abruptly, she suggested that they go upstairs.

From room to room she hurried the boy, scarcely listening to his ardent comments, or answering his still more ardent questions.