"You have not lost your voice at all." "It was quite different when I used to sing before," said the boy.
"Per Bacco, I should think so," said the maestro.

"Your voice has changed.

Sing something, can't you ?" Nino sang a church air he had caught somewhere.

I never heard such a voice, but it gave me a queer sensation that I liked--it was so true, and young, and clear.

De Pretis sat open-mouthed with astonishment and admiration.