You'd let me play over here Sunday.

Oh, Aunt Margaret, what does one cost?
Would it be wicked for me to take of my money, and buy a very cheap one?
I could play on the least expensive one made." "Oh, no you couldn't! A cheap machine makes cheap music.

You got to have a fine fiddle to make it sing.

But there's no sense in your buying one.
There isn't a decent reason on earth why you shouldn't have your fa----" "My father's!" cried Elnora.

She caught Margaret Sinton by the arm.