A month's tour, Hermann.

Middle of October till middle of November.

Yes, yes." All his tremendous pride in her singing, dormant for the moment under the wonder of his love, rose to the surface.

He knew what her singing meant to her, and, from their conversation together just now, how keen was her eagerness for the strict judgment of those who knew, how she loved that austere pinnacle of daylight.

Here was an ideal opportunity; never yet, since she had won her place as a singer, had she sung in Germany, that Mecca of the musical artist, and in her case, the land from which she sprung.