She did unfeignedly and unequivocally regret the inferiority of her own playing and singing.

She did most heartily grieve over the idleness of her childhood--and sat down and practised vigorously an hour and a half.
She was then interrupted by Harriet's coming in; and if Harriet's praise could have satisfied her, she might soon have been comforted.
"Oh! if I could but play as well as you and Miss Fairfax!" "Don't class us together, Harriet.

My playing is no more like her's, than a lamp is like sunshine." "Oh! dear--I think you play the best of the two.

I think you play quite as well as she does.

I am sure I had much rather hear you.