What do you play ?" "Do you know Raff's 'Cavatina' ?" asked Jessica a trifle shyly.
"By heart," answered Eleanor.

"I love it.

Wait and I'll get the music for you." After a moment's search she produced the music, picked up her violin, and, after tightening a string, announced herself ready.
The girls listened, spellbound.

It seemed as though Eleanor's very soul had entered into the violin.

They could not believe that this was the capricious Eleanor of half an hour before.
"Whatever she may do in future," thought Grace, as she listened to the last plaintive notes of the "Cavatina," "I'll forgive her for her music's sake.