Just look at the way he is clutching the piano in his trouble.

He ought to be off.

Kurt is right." The mother, sitting down on the piano-stool, took the little boy's hand and pulled him towards her.
"Come, Lippo, there is nothing to cry about," she said calmly.

"Listen while I explain this.

It is a splendid thing to finish anything one has begun, but there are things that cannot be finished all at once.