Nino's face brightened.
"How, signorina ?" he asked.
"By singing to us now," said Hedwig.

The baroness looked grave, for she well knew what a power Nino wielded with his music.
"Do not ask him," she protested.

"He must be tired,--tired to death, with all he went through last night." "Tired ?" ejaculated Nino, with some surprise.

"I tired?
I was never tired in my life of singing.

I will sing as long as you will listen." He went to the piano.