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``Go on,'' she said humbly. ``I want to hear it all.''
``Is your throat sore to-day?'' pursued he.
She colored. ``It's better,'' she murmured.
``A singer with sore throat!'' mocked he. ``You've
had a slight fogginess of the voice all summer.''
``It's this sea air,'' she eagerly protested. ``It
affects everyone.''
``No self-excuse, please,'' interrupted he. ``Cigarettes,
champagne, all kinds of foolish food, an impaired
digestion--that's the truth, and you know it.''
``I've got splendid digestion! I can eat anything!''
she cried. ``Oh, you don't know the first thing about
singing. You don't know about temperament, about
art, about all the things that singing really means.''
``We were talking of careers,'' said he. ``A career
means a person who can be relied upon to do what is
demanded of him. A singer's career means a powerful
body, perfect health, a sound digestion. Without them,
the voice will not be reliable. What you need is not
singing teachers, but teachers of athletics and of hygiene.
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