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That they had not looked in vain seemed to be
indicated by such facts as that he came in a private
brougham and that he was most carefully dressed,
apparently with the aid of a valet.
``Miss Stevens,'' he said with an abrupt bow, before
Mildred had a chance to speak, ``you have come to New
York to take singing lessons--to prepare yourself for
the stage. And you wish a comfortable place to live
and to work.'' He extended his gloved hand, shook
hers frigidly, dropped it. ``We shall get on--IF you
work, but only if you work. I do not waste myself upon
triflers.'' He drew a card from his pocket. ``If you
will go to see the lady whose name and address are
written on this card, I think you will find the quarters
you are looking for.''
``Thank you,'' said Mildred.
``Come to me--my address is on the card, also--
at half-past ten on Saturday. We will then lay out
your work.''
``If you find I have a voice worth while,'' Mildred
ventured.
``That, of course,'' said Mr. Jennings curtly.
``Until half-past ten on Saturday, good day.


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