Bruno just smiled and waved a dismissive hand. “That’s where you’re mistaken. The person coming today is someone you definitely don’t know.”
His comment only fueled Queena’s indignation. A peer in her field that she didn’t know? Impossible.
“Well, now I’m quite curious. Would it be possible for us to stay and meet this esteemed guest of yours?”
“Perhaps another time,” Bruno said politely. “My guest is very private and may not wish to meet strangers. I will ask her, and if she agrees, I can introduce you later.”
Queena could only express her regret, but a seed of resentment had been planted. Bruno had repeatedly refused her apprenticeship and seemed unimpressed by her reputation as a prodigy, yet he held this other person in such high regard. The repeated rejections and this latest slight festered, and by the time she and George left the Austin residence, her expression had soured.
George, aware of his student’s pride and feeling for her, tried to comfort her. “Some genius. Is there really anyone in the younger generation more brilliant than you? I think Bruno was just making up an excuse to get us to leave. Don’t let it get to you.”
His words made sense to Queena, but the sting of failure after so many attempts left her feeling frustrated and angry.
“Then what will it take for him to accept me? I know my skills are second to none. Am I still not worthy of being his disciple?”
“If you’re not worthy, then who is?” George said reassuringly. “You have no reason to doubt yourself; your talent is unmatched. I suspect Bruno has other reasons for his refusal. We’ll just have to keep trying.”
His encouragement lifted Queena’s spirits somewhat.

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