`` No , sir , '' said Ted shyly . `` She went over to White Sands and she wo n't be back till night . But Jimmy is here -- Jimmy is her little boy . Will you come in ? '' `` I 'm sorry Mrs. Ross is away , '' said the stranger , entering . `` She was an old nurse of mine . I must confess I 've been sitting on the step out there for some time , listening to your music . Who taught you to play , my boy ? '' `` Nobody , '' said Ted simply . `` I 've always been able to play . '' `` He makes it up himself out of his own head , sir , '' said Jimmy eagerly . `` No , I do n't make it -- it makes itself -- it just comes , '' said Ted , a dreamy gaze coming into his big black eyes . The caller looked at him closely . `` I know a little about music myself , '' he said . `` My name is Blair Milford and I am a professional violinist . Your playing is wonderful . What is your name ? '' `` Ted Melvin . '' `` Well , Ted , I think that you have a great talent , and it ought to be cultivated . You should have competent instruction .
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