Robert, remembering something that Mrs.Thornburgh had said to him as to her musical power, supposed that she felt it an indignity to be asked to play in such company.
Mrs.Thornburgh motioned to him to come and sit by Mrs.Leyburn, a summons which he obeyed with the more alacrity, as it brought him once more within reach of Mrs.Leyburn's oldest daughter.
'Are you fond of music, Mr.Elsmere ?' asked Mrs.Leyburn in her little mincing voice, making room for his chair beside them.

'If you are, I am sure my youngest daughter's playing, will please you.' Catherine moved abruptly.

Robert, while he made some pleasant answer, divined that the reserved and stately daughter must be often troubled by the mother's expansiveness.
Meanwhile the room was again settling itself to, listen.

Mrs.Seaton was severely turning over a photograph book.

In her opinion the violin was an unbecoming instrument for young women.