Shall we really join ?" Conolly struck up the refrain without further hesitation.

Marian sang with him.

Mrs.Fairfax and the clergyman looked furtively at one another, but forbore to swell the chorus.

Miss McQuinch sang a few words in a piercing contralto voice, and then stopped with a gesture of impatience, feeling that she was out of tune.

Marian, with only Conolly to keep her in countenance, felt relieved when Marmaduke, thrice encored, entered the room in triumph.