CHAPTER IX.
"WHAT MUST BE, MUST BE." Time passed quickly at the two houses, in this new and happy companionship.
"Another week gone already!" and "Sunday again so soon!" were the exclamations heard on every side, as each week went by.

And Dora was the happiest of all; the days fairly danced with her: they certainly had not more than half as many hours as they had had in Karlsruhe, and every evening she was sorry to have to go to bed, and lose in sleep so much of the little time that remained of her visit.

If she could only have passed the whole night at the piano, practising while the others were sleeping, she thought she could have nothing more to desire.

Her arm was now wholly healed, and she was taking music-lessons with a kind of furor; and in Lili she had a teacher whose zeal equaled her own.

A most agreeable teacher too, who did not trouble her pupil with finger-exercises and scales, but gave her tunes at once without more ado; and first of course the favorite, "Live thy life merrily." Dora learned the air very quickly with the right hand, and Lili did not require her to learn the left hand yet; declaring that it was quite too difficult to play both together.