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Show 193 fair that you're leaving simply because of an unfortunate " "Not fair!" he cried. "Who's been fair? Even though you were a married woman, you went to Veronica's wedding and danced with me You made me believe...I was... special to you. Was that fair?" "To whom? To my husband? Or to you?" Her eyes flashed -- Karl was afraid he'd gone too far. "I went to Veronica's wedding because she's my good friend," Yulyona declared. "I danced because I love to dance. Would you rather I'd refused to dance with you? Of course I knew how you felt about me -- I would have been blind not to see it, dead not to sense it. But I never took advantage of your feelings to influence you. I was too honest for that -- maybe foolishly honest. I wanted to keep you in school for the right reasons." She was so articulate she threw him off balance --he couldn't argue with her because she overpowered him. "Why can't you believe that what I'm doing might be right for me?" he pleaded. Karl was dismayed to see her eyes brighten with tears. "I guess because I'm too proud... to admit that I've failed with a pupil who has as much personal worth as you have." He went quickly to kneel beside her, resting his hand on her sleeve. "Oh no, you haven't failed," he said. "You taught me a lot of things I'd never have cared one bit about if it weren't for you." "What sort of things?" she asked, sounding as if she really might cry. "I can think of one of them right off." Karl patted her arm awkwardly before he got to his feet. "Stay right there. I'll show you |
