"He sits in his own room all the day long." "I will call upon him," rejoined Anton; and Itzig took his departure.
Anton was not much inclined to agree to the proposal.

The name of Ehrenthal did not stand high, and Itzig's appearance had not conferred any pleasant associations upon it.

But the ironical way in which he had mentioned his master's son, and something Anton had heard of him besides, determined him to take the matter at least into consideration.
Accordingly, one of the next days he mounted the dingy staircase, and was at once ushered into Bernhard's room, which was long and narrow, and filled with books great and small.
A young man came toward him with the uncertainty of manner that short-sight gives.

He had fine features, a fragile frame, brown curling hair, and deep, expressive gray eyes.

Anton mentioned the reason of his visit, and inquired the terms for the course.