Of course I can't really sing, except the way my mother and grandmother did before me.

Most actresses nowadays learn to sing properly, so I tried a master; but he confused me, just!" Alexander laughed.

"All the same, sing it, Hilda." Hilda started up from the stool and moved restlessly toward the window.
"It's really too warm in this room to sing.

Don't you feel it ?" Alexander went over and opened the window for her.

"Aren't you afraid to let the wind low like that on your neck?
Can't I get a scarf or something ?" "Ask a theatre lady if she's afraid of drafts!" Hilda laughed.