"Are you studying?"
"I've had piano lessons for five years."
"I'm looking about now for a vocal teacher for her. She may be too young, but at least I want her voice tried. I—we think she has quite an amazing range."
"Have you tried Trieste?"
"Oh, I haven't dared contemplate anyone so inaccessible as he."
Mrs. Daab turned her head.
"Gedney," she said, "couldn't you give her a note to Trieste?"
"Good!" he said, feeling for a card and scrawling across its face. "This will pass you directly to his nibs."
"You couldn't have granted us a bigger favor," said Lilly, feeling her face glow.
"Then you grant me one. Bring your little girl to my Fifty-ninth Street studio. I want to paint her."