dBooks desire

''
Mildred was surprised at her own freedom from
nervousness. She sang neither better nor worse than usual
--sang in the clear and pleasant soprano which she
flattered herself was not unmusical. When she finished she
said:
``That's about as I usually sing. What do you
think?''
Mrs. Brindley reflected before she replied: ``I
BELIEVE it's worth trying. If I were you, I should keep on
trying, no matter what anyone said.''
Mildred was instantly depressed. ``You think Mr.
Jennings may reject me?'' she asked.
``I KNOW he will not,'' replied Mrs. Brindley. ``Not
as long as you can pay for the lessons. But I was
thinking of the real thing--of whether you could win
out as a singer.''
``And you don't think I can?'' said Mildred.
``On the contrary, I believe you can,'' replied Mrs.
Brindley. ``A singer means so much besides singing.
The singing is the smallest part of it. You'll understand
when you get to work. I couldn't explain now.
But I can say that you ought to go ahead.''
Mildred, who had her share of vanity, had hoped for
some enthusiasm.


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