Yes, it was Nina's
plan to go away on that long tour; but she comes to England--she is
engaged at the New Theatre--she practises her little economies--but not
so as it would be in America, and now, now if she wishes to go away for
a long, long time, is it not America? She goes on the long voyage; she
forgets--what she wishes to forget. Her singing, it is constant
occupation; she must work; and they welcome a good voice there--she will
have friends. Do you consider it not possible? Yes, it is possible--for
that is to go entirely away, and there is no danger of any one
interfering."
"It's just frightful to think of," he said, "if what you imagine is
correct. Fancy her crossing the Atlantic all by herself--landing in New
York unknown to any human being there--"
"Ah, but do you fear for Nina?" Estelle cried. "No, no--she has
courage--she has self-reliance, even in despair--she will have made
preparations for all. Everywhere she has her passport--in her voice. 'I
am Miss Ross, from the New Theatre, London,' she says. 'How do we know
that you are Miss Ross?' 'Give me a sheet of music, then.' Perhaps it is
in a theatre or a concert-room. Nina sings.
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