You are going to sing again, aren't you ?" "If there is no change," she replied.

"I know that he would like me to.
You haven't minded--what I've said ?" "Not a bit, child," he assured her; "in fact I think it was very good of you.

Now I'll put you in this carriage and send you home.

Think of nothing except that Sidney is getting better every hour, and sing to-night as though your voice could reach his bedside.

Au revoir!" He waved his hand to her as she drove off, and returned to the Hotel de Paris.