"Your voice is very fine; it has a peculiar and uncommon richness. You must let me train that voice."
"I should like to sing hymns as well as I can," Lois answered, flushing somewhat.
"You would like to sing other things, too."
"Songs?"
"Yes. Some songs are beautiful."
"I never liked much those I have heard."
"Why not?"
"They seemed rather foolish."
"Did they! The choice must have been unfortunate. Where did you hear them?"
"In New York. In company there. The voices were sometimes delightful; but the words—"