you satisfied was i so bad you are a great artist i wish your mother were here to hear you is that really true say it again father you are satisfied with me then i have succeeded he told her why she had sung well and he knew so well it was like walking with a man with a lantern when he raised the light she could see a little farther into the darkness but she had still the prayer to sing to him she wanted to know what he would think of her sing g of the prayer the voice of the call boy interrupted them she sang the prayer more purely than ever and the and led her up a shining road and when she walked up the stage she seemed to disappear amid the of the stars her father was waiting for her and on their way to the station she could see that he was absorbed in her art of singing his remarks were occasional and but she guessed his train of thought supplying easily the missing links his praise was all and this made it more delicate and delicious on bidding him good night he asked her to come to choir practice she would have liked to but her was coming at half past ten there were few days when she was not singing at night that she with her morning s work she con herself like a bound to go through her in private so as to assure herself of her power of being able to go through them in public even when she knew a part she did not like to sing it many times without studying it afresh she believed that once a week was as often as it was possible to give a opera and even then an occasional was indispensable if the first high level of excellence was to be maintained with her morning s work she allowed no one to inter was often sent away or retained for such a time as his criticism might be of use but to day she was expecting he had promised to go through the music with her so when came to tell her that the had arrived she hesitated uncertain whether she should send him away but after a moment s reflection she decided not to forego her serious study of the part she only wished to talk to about the music to sing bits of it here and there to question him regarding certain to get at his ideas concerning it all that was very interesting and very valuable in a way but it was not hard work and she moreover that hard work was just what she wanted before the of began there were certain passages where she was not sure of herself she thought of the cry in the third act when falls dead the comes in then in a way very for the singer and she had not yet succeeded in satisfying herself with those few bars teu the young man that i shall be with him in hour and when she had had her bath and her hair was dressed she tied a few round her waist and slipped on a morning that was enough she paid no heed to her treating him as if he were her she sang sitting dose at his elbow her arm familiarly laid upon the back of his chair a little grey shawl round her shoulders in the passages requiring the whole of her voice she got np and sang them right through as if she were on the stage listened to by � ve thousand people accustomed as he was to her voice sometimes couldn t help wondering at the power of it the volume of sound issuing from her throat drowned the piano threatening to break its strings her ear was so fine that it detected any slightest with the text you have given me a false she would say and sure enough the s fingers had ac softened some sometimes he ventured a slight criticism you should hold the note a little longer then she would sing the passage again after singing for about two hours she had lunch that day she was with lady and did not get away until after three o clock came to fetch her and they went away to see pictures but more present than the pictures were s dark eyes and noticed the shadow passing constantly behind her eyes twice she asked him what the time was and she told him she would have to go soon at last she said now i must say good bye she could see he was troubled and that she grieved him and at one moment it was uncertain whether she would not her visit and send a but she remembered that he had probably seen her father and would be able to tell her more of what her father thought of her elizabeth it was that feeble excuse that to decide her conduct and she bade him good bye standing on the threshold of her drawing room admired its s and beauty the wall paper a delicate harmony in pale brown and pink roses soothed the eye the design was a through which the flowers grew an oval mirror hung above the white marble chimney piece and the xv was a charming composition of two figures a muse in a simple attitude leaned a little to the left in order to strike the placed above the dial on the other side a listened attentive for the of the hour his hour there was a little in the lines of this dock and could not come into the room without admiring it on the chimney piece there were two filled with and the flowers partly hid the beautiful blue and the golden and on either side of the clock were two groups made out of dark 