several priests, knights, and pages had been the only listeners.
This had sorely irritated her easily wounded sensitiveness, but she had
appeared at the rehearsal in the New Scales on the following morning.
Again she reaped lavish praise, but several times she met Appenzelder's
well-founded criticisms with opposition.
The radiant cheerfulness which, the day before yesterday, had invested
her nature with an irresistible charm had vanished.
When the tablatures were at last laid aside, and the invitation to sing
in the Golden Cross did not yet arrive, her features and her whole manner
became so sullen that even some of the choir boys noticed it.
Since the day before a profound anxiety had filled her whole soul, and
she herself wondered that it had been possible for her to conquer it just
now during the singing.
How totally different an effect she had expected her voice--which even
the greatest connoisseurs deemed worthy of admiration--to produce upon