Rose plays too, polkas and waltzes; but bah! not like that." "Who is your teacher ?" "Monsieur De Lancey.

He comes from Montreal twice a week to give us lessons.

But you play better than he does." "Little flatterer!" kissing her and laughing, and the white hands busy again.

"Papa, what will you have ?" "A song, my dear." "Well, what do you like?
Casta Diva ?" "I'd be sorry to like it! can you sing the Lass o' Gowrie ?" "I shall try, if you wish." She broke into singing as she spoke, and Grace's work dropped in her lap as she listened.

What an exquisite voice it was! So clear, so sweet, so powerful.