When she had finished, she laid down her violin, and came and stood in front of her aunt, questioning:

"Do you think I played them well enough? Did I do better than I did this afternoon before I went in to see Mr. Ludlow, and did you notice the difference in the playing of the last piece?"

"My, what a lot of questions," said Aunt Betty, laughing. "Now, to answer them all: Yes, I do think you played much better just now than you did before. And I think Mr. Ludlow's corrections in that last piece improve it greatly. You see, he considers your work from the viewpoint of the audience."

"I am glad you like the correction. I think it is better by far, myself. But I just wanted to get your opinion on it before I was quite satisfied," replied Dorothy. "I guess, to change the subject, that we are all ready for dinner, so let's go down; maybe some of the others are ready also."

They found that all of the party were already at dinner, so they joined them in a quiet meal. Each seemed imbued with the responsibility that rested on their shoulders.

Dorothy, leaving her aunt and Alfaretta to follow her to the theater, started early with Ruth and Mr. Ludlow.

On the way to the theater, Mr. Ludlow said, "Just one final word of instruction: Stand either a little to the right or a little to the left of the centre of the stage; never just in the centre. It looks better from the house side. And try not to get nervous. Mr. Dauntrey will give you each a program. And now, I think you are all right."

Mr. Dauntrey, joining them on their arrival, gave each a program.

Dorothy noted that she was to be the third, and was quite pleased to find that she came in the first half of the program. She always liked to play and then go out and sit with her aunt and listen to the remainder of the recital. The programs were beautifully printed in gold and color, on a heavy white paper, on the cover of which was an eagle. The sheets were tied together with a red, white and blue ribbon. The contents read as follows:

PART I.

1. Songs-- "Ave Maria" Gounod "La Palonia" Gradier

Miss Mary Robbia.

2. Piano Solo-- "Am Meer" Schubert "Caprice Brilliant" Leybach

Mr. C. B. Carleton.

3. Violin Solo--

Adagio from "Moonlight Sonata" Beethoven Meistersinger Wagner

Miss Dorothy Calvert.

4. Songs--

"Chanson de Florian" G.o.dard "Ah, That We Two Were a-Maying" Smith

Miss Ruth Boothington.

PART II.

5. Cla.s.sical Dances--

"Hungarian Dance" Brahms "Dance of the Sylphs" Berlioz

Miss Florence Winter.

6. Trio Songs--

"The Psalms" Faure "Serenade" Schubert "Song of the Toreador" Bizet "Lost Chord" Sullivan

Rendered by Trio: Miss Dozzi, Mrs. Helmholz, Signor de Peiuzzi.

"Are you going out in front to sit with your aunt and Alfaretta, after you have finished?" inquired Ruth, who was standing beside Dorothy.

"Yes, do you want to come out with me?" Dorothy asked.

"Yes. If I may," answered Ruth. "Will you wait here in the wings till I have finished singing, and then we can go out together. I come right after you on the program."

"I am anxious to see Miss Winter's dance," said Dorothy.

"And so am I, and to hear that trio sing," answered Ruth.

"Do you want to see the stage?" called Mr. Dauntrey. "Come now, if you do. Mr. Ludlow wants you all to go and try it out; that is, I mean, practice making an entrance."

The girls walked over in the direction in which Mr. Dauntrey led.

"Oh!" exclaimed Ruth, when the vista of the stage came into view.

"Isn't it pretty!"

"It is, indeed," acquiesced Dorothy.

The stage was a s.p.a.cious one. To the right was placed the grand piano, around which palms were artistically arranged. In the centre, and way to the rear, as a background, hung a large American flag. On each side of the flag ran a regular column of palms. Little plants and flowers were on the stage in such profusion as to transform it into a veritable fairyland.

"Wasn't that a nice idea to put the flag back there?" said Ruth.

"I think the stage decorations are very artistic, and I am sure with such surroundings, everyone should do their very best," said Mr.

Dauntrey.

Just then they looked at the clock in the wings and saw that it was 8.15 p. m., the time announced to commence. They all walked off the stage and back into the wings.

As the curtain arose, Miss Robbia advanced to do her part.

Just then Dorothy heard Mr. Ludlow say, "I think the President is here."

"Oh, I hope he does come," answered Miss Ruth.

But Dorothy, as she went back to await her turn, was not quite so sure. It seemed a serious thing to play before the greatest dignitary in the land.

The first number at last was finished, then the second, then it was Dorothy's turn. When she was on the stage, she looked out into the audience and there, sure enough, in the large, beautifully decorated box, sat the President and his party.

Surely the presence of such a notable guest should prompt her to do her best. She wondered if the fact of his being there would make her nervous. Then she thought of Jim and of what he would say, and then once launched upon her theme, she forgot everything else. Her whole soul, it seemed to the audience, was engulfed in her art. Never had instrument fashioned by hand been more responsive to human touch.

When she had finished playing, she heard vaguely the applause, and went out again before the curtain to bow her acknowledgment. Then a large bunch of American beauty roses were handed to her. A very pretty picture indeed did she make with the large bouquet of flowers in her arms.

When the first half of the concert was over, Mr. Ludlow came back and said: "The President would like Miss Ruth and Miss Dorothy to come to his box; he would like to congratulate you both."

"Ah, that is pleasing, indeed," exclaimed Dorothy.