At the first notes of her song all conversation ceased.

Even the unappreciative were impressed by a certain pathos, an appealing minor tone, which touched the heart while pleasing the ear.
During the long summer that followed her first winter at Santa Barbara the little town sank into a semi-torpid state.

Strangers disappeared.
With many of the permanent residents to kill time was the main object of languid effort.

To Madge the season brought varied opportunity.

The old professor gave her much of his time.