She wished Beth could hear him, but she did not say so, only praised him till he was quite abashed, and his grandfather came to his rescue.
"That will do, that will do, young lady.

Too many sugarplums are not good for him.

His music isn't bad, but I hope he will do as well in more important things.

Going?
well, I'm much obliged to you, and I hope you'll come again.

My respects to your mother.