Ask her to sing to you--she plays and sings very nicely.

Good-night; I feel as if I had known you for five or six years.

I'll ring for somebody to show you down.' 'Never mind,' said Stephen, 'I can find the way.' And he went downstairs, thinking of the delightful freedom of manner in the remoter counties in comparison with the reserve of London.
'I forgot to tell you that my father was rather deaf,' said Elfride anxiously, when Stephen entered the little drawing-room.
'Never mind; I know all about it, and we are great friends,' the man of business replied enthusiastically.

'And, Miss Swancourt, will you kindly sing to me ?' To Miss Swancourt this request seemed, what in fact it was, exceptionally point-blank; though she guessed that her father had some hand in framing it, knowing, rather to her cost, of his unceremonious way of utilizing her for the benefit of dull sojourners.

At the same time, as Mr.Smith's manner was too frank to provoke criticism, and his age too little to inspire fear, she was ready--not to say pleased--to accede.