Thea flashed up at him a clear, laughing look. No, I don't want to do that. It's so far from Denver. Wunsch's loose lower lip curled in amusement. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he spoke seriously.
Nothing is far and nothing is near, if one desires.
The world is little, people are little, human life is little. And before it, when it is big, all is little. Wunsch made a grimace, took his pupil's hand and drew her toward the grape arbor. Here-after I will more speak to you in German. Now, sit down and I will teach you for your birthday that little song.