Bear-Tone had now tested all the voices except one, and his face showed that he had not been having a very pleasant time.

Up in the back seat there still remained one girl, Helen Thomas, who had, according to common report, a rather good voice; yet she was so modest that few had ever heard her either sing or recite.
I saw her come forward, when the master beckoned, and sing her do, re, mi.

Bear-Tone, who had stood waiting somewhat apathetically, came suddenly to attention.

"Sing that again, little girl," he said.
Encouraged by his kind glance, Helen again sang the scale in her clear voice.

A radiant look overspread Bear-Tone's big face.
"Wal, wal!" he cried.