Does she sing ?" "_Does she sing_?
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Jerry, my young and ignorant friend, let me introduce you to Miss Diana Quentin, the--" "Good Lord!" broke in Jerry, his face falling.

"Are you Miss Quentin--_the_ Miss Quentin?
Of course I've heard all about you .-- you're going to be the biggest star in the musical firmament--and here have I been gassing away about my little affairs just as though you were an ordinary mortal like myself." Diana was beginning to laugh at the boy's nonsense when Errington cut in quietly.
"Then you've been making a great mistake, Jerry," he said.