But he requires very good singing--better than he is worth." Miss Lind colored, and returned in silence to her seat beside Miss McQuinch, feeling that she had exposed herself to a remark that no gentleman would have made.
"Now then, Nelly," said Marmaduke: "the parson is going to call time.
Keep up your courage.

Come, get up, get up." "Do not be so boisterous, Duke," said Marian.

"It is bad enough to have to face an audience without being ridiculed beforehand." "Marian," said Marmaduke, "if you think Nelly will hammer a love of music into the British workman, you err.

Lots of them get their living by hammering, and they will most likely resent feminine competition.
Bang! There she goes.

Pity the sorrows of a poor old piano, and let us hope its trembling limbs wont come through the floor." "Really, Marmaduke," said Marian, impatiently, "you are excessively foolish.