The Colonel returned the salute but Anita was too startled to acknowledge the bow.

When they reached the Commandant's house and Colonel Fortescue swung Anita from her saddle she walked into the house slowly, her eyes fixed on the ground.

At the door the After-Clap met her with a shout, but instead of a romp with his grown-up playmate, he received only an absent-minded kiss.

Almost at the same moment Neroda walked into the hall.
"Here I am, Signorina," he said, "ready for the practice.

Mr.
Broussard sings too well for you to do less than play divinely." Anita, taking off her gloves and veil, went, unsmilingly, into the drawing-room, Neroda following her, and putting up the top of the grand piano.
It was Neroda's rule that Anita should tune her own violin.