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At this ed his entire attitude towards these people They were too genuine, too trustful, and too fine to pernified silence and the charm of her pellucid eyes and rose-leaf lips quite transmuted him from the curious onlooker to the friend "I can understand your dileenuine syhter has ive her a chance to shohat she can do"

The girl flushed and her eyes fell as the mother bent towards her visitor

"I wish you would listen to her play, Dr Serviss, and tell me what you think of her talent"

His eyes shone with hureat pleasure; but don't ask a chee a pianist I love music--it is a sweet noise in uish Chopin froirl "Play for me I shall be very deeply indebted" As she still hesitated he added: "Please do, or I will certainly think you consider me intrusive"

As Viola slowly rose, Mrs Lambert said: "You hly honored to entertain one so e Play for him, Viola"

"What is the reason for her reluctance?" Serviss asked hilance of protest at her irl took her seat at the piano "I will try," she said, bluntly "But I know I shall fail"

Twice she laid her hands upon the keys only to snatch theain as if they hite-hot rew pale The third ti chords inter roulade on the treble--an unaccountable interruption, as if a third hand had been thrust in to confuse her She stopped, and he began to share her embarrassment

She tried again, shaking her head determinedly fro object It see to retted his insistence

Suddenly she sprang up with an i cry "I can't do it! He won't let me!" she passionately exclai with pity and amazement into the face of the mother, who seehter's hysterical action She sat in silence--a painful silence, as if lacking words to express her thought; and Serviss rose, rebuked, and for the first time ill at ease