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She had gone with some quaking to her appointment with Madame Tancredi, and she was waiting alone in the anteroom Elinor having left her for some necessary shopping until the lesson should be over when the maid ushered in a girl in sumptuous street clothes, carrying a music roll of extravagant design.

Patricia was still slightly puzzled, though more confident than she had been before Tancredi had begun her instructions. "I've had a mighty lucky day, Norn," she said with real thankfulness. "I've been put down on the books as a regular pupil at Tancredi's, and oh, I forgot all about it I've had a sort of a chance to go into Artemis Lodge, though of course I couldn't take it."

You know she's busy and out of the house most of the time. It would be different if she were studying with Tancredi like Rosamond."

Pasta, on the contrary, infused into this air its true color and expression, and the effect was ravishing." "Tancredi" was quickly followed by "Otello," and the impassioned spirit, energy, delicacy, and tenderness with which Pasta infused the character of Desdemona furnished the theme for the most lavish praises on the part of the critics.

Notwithstanding Miss Ardsley's intentions, Patricia told Madame Tancredi of her favorite pupil's illness and was gratified at the warmth of her solicitude. She carried home from her lesson a strong impression that Rosamond must be a very remarkable person indeed to call forth such expressions of regret from her teacher.

"Tancredi is only keeping me on for this quarter and then she'll let me down." Judith was aghast, but she kept her head. "When did she tell you?" she demanded sharply. "She hasn't just exactly told me in words," confessed Patricia. "But she's shown me very clearly. And Madame Milano hasn't ever asked to see me again, though I know she's seen Rosamond twice since I went to the 'Hour' at her hotel.

It was rather dim to read expressions, but she thought a strange look flitted across the eager face that was staring so hard at her. "You mustn't take it so seriously, Judy," she said, but Judith went on. "'I've come to see if it's true that she'll never be a great singer and I know you'll tell me, I said to Madame Tancredi, and she just put her arm about me and kissed me quite hard."

"I am afraid Madame will find me awfully stupid." The girl looked at her with a lightening of her amiable, indifferent air. "Are you really so very young as all that?" she asked in some surprise. "You look very childish in this dim light, but I thought you must be old enough to have studied somewhere before this. Tancredi doesn't usually take rank amateurs."

On May 10, 1272, Mino Tolomei and his wife Fulvia, of the Tancredi, had a son whom they christened Giovanni, but who, when he entered the religious life, assumed the name of Bernard, in memory of the great Abbot of Clairvaux.

She had a hard time not to cry out with the pain of this horrible fear, and the kind eyes of the experienced Tancredi caught her despairing look. "Ah, no. It is not that you shall not sing at all," she said hurriedly. "It is only that you shall sing the exercises only as yet. We must walk ere we may run.