Dialogues, choruses and recitations followed each other in rapid succession.

Felix got through his without "getting stuck," and Peter did excellently, though he stuffed his hands in his trousers pockets--a habit of which Mr.Perkins had vainly tried to break him.

Peter's recitation was one greatly in vogue at that time, beginning, "My name is Norval; on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks." At our first practice Peter had started gaily in, rushing through the first line with no thought whatever of punctuation--"My name is Norval on the Grampian Hills." "Stop, stop, Peter," quoth Mr.Perkins, sarcastically, "your name might be Norval if you were never on the Grampian Hills.

There's a semi-colon in that line, I wish you to remember." Peter did remember it.

Cecily neither fainted nor failed when it came her turn.