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Jennings.''
``Yes, I'll let you know to-morrow. I'm almost sure
I'll come. In fact, I'm quite sure. And--I think we
shall get on well together.''
``We can help each other,'' said Mrs. Brindley. ``I
don't care for anything in the world but music.''
``I want to be that way,'' said Mildred. ``I shall be
that way.''
``It's the only sure happiness--to care for something,
for some THING,'' said Mrs. Brindley. ``People
die, or disappoint one, or become estranged. But when
one centers on some kind of work, it gives pleasure
always--more and more pleasure.''
``I am so afraid I haven't voice enough, or of the
right kind,'' said Mildred. ``Mr. Jennings is going
to try me on Saturday. Really I've no right to settle
anything until he has given his opinion.''
Mrs. Brindley smiled with her eyes only, and Mildred
wondered.
``If he should say that I wouldn't do,'' she went on,
``I'd not know which way to turn.''
``But he'll not say that,'' said Mrs. Brindley. ``You
can sing, can't you? You have sung?''
``Oh, yes.


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