"The singing teacher? No."
"Is he a good teacher?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because he has not taught you that you will never sing until you are your own teacher. Because he has not taught you that singing is a small and minor part of a career as a singer."
"But it isn't," protested she.
A long silence. Looking at him, she felt that he had dismissed her and her affairs from his mind.
"Is it?" she said, to bring him back.
"What?" asked he vaguely.
"You said that a singer didn't have to be able to sing."