She is above playing by ear." "I _cannot_ play by ear," said the restless young lady, angrily.
"If you will sing 'Coal black Rose' instead, Marian, I can accompany you on the banjo, and back you up in the chorus.

The Wandsworthers--if they survive the concertinas--will applaud the change as one man." "It is so unkind to joke about it," said the beautiful young lady.

"What shall I do?
If somebody will vamp an accompaniment, I can get on very well without any music.

But if I try to play for myself I shall break down." Conolly here stepped aside, and beckoned to the clergyman.
"That young man wants to speak to you," whispered Mrs.Fairfax.
"Oh, indeed.

Thank you," said the Rev.Mr.Lind, stiffly.