CHAPTER V

Isolde was covered with chagrin and regret. She hastened to put the fiddle away and to explain that she had not known that any one was ill in the house. Meta made the explanations, such as they were, and the Treuliebs were voluble with wonder. At length they went home; Noll could hardly endure their deliberation at the door. It had not occurred to Noll at the moment that instead of making Isolde stop playing he should rather have made her keep on, since the doctor had exhausted his ingenuity trying to shake off tha…