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 I want to do everything that Gunnar can do, she replied without hesitation.

Whew! Some ambish! Hugo cried. It'll take a long time.

I expect it to, Consuelo calmly assured him, the longer the better.

When the primitive first excercises began, Consuelo in the gravest manner devoted her whole soul to the accomplishment of what was demanded of her, while Miss Pinchon studied the execution of the evolutions with an attention which seemed entirely out of proportion to the spectacle offered to her vision.

When do you expect Gunnar back? Consuelo inquired, suspending her fatiguing exercise.

The twins, who had been in the best of spirits, wilted at this question.

You mustn't ask about Gunnar, dearie, Mrs. Hugo patiently explained. We don't know when he'll be back.

If ever, Robin solemnly added.

Consuelo appeared not to have taken this in. Well, she urged, I'm rested now. Let's go back to work.

Day after day the lessons continued, Consuelo throwing all her nervous energy, all her intelligence, into the achievement of professional agility. She proved pliable and exceedingly limber. It was amazing how fast she learned. It was necessary at first, of course, to give her excercises for the