I should ha' gone straight on, then.

But I didn't.

D'ye ken what?
Man, I waited for the applause! Aye, I did so--there in front o' that great yawnin' horn, that was ma only listener, and that cared nae mair for hoo I sang than a cat micht ha' done! It was a meenit before I realized what a thing I was doing.

And then I laughed; I couldna help it.

And I laughed sae hard I fell clean off the stool they'd set me on! The record was spoiled, for the players o' the orchestra laughed wi' me, and the operator came runnin' oot tae see what was wrang, and he fell to laughin', too.
"Here's a daft thing I'm doing for ye!" I said to the manager, who stud there, still laughin' at me.