There's nothing wonderful in that." "Sweet flatterer!" "But I mean it.

They are beautiful; and so is--Mr.Henshaw's music." "Yes, it is," murmured Billy, abstractedly.
There was a long pause, then Marie asked with shy hesitation: "Do you think, Miss Billy--that he would care?
I listened yesterday when he was playing to you.

I was up here in your room, but when I heard the music I--I went out, on the stairs and sat down.

Was it very--bad of me ?" Billy laughed happily.
"If it was, he can't say anything," she reassured her.

"He's done the same thing himself--and so have I." "HE has done it!" "Yes.