that afternoon was certainly in a position to boast itself.
It was the only form in possession of a piano: for by the sheerest accident it had one.

The instrument was only a temporary visitor, placed there for convenience while some repairs were being done to a leaking gas-pipe in one of the music rooms.

It's an ill wind, however, that blows nobody good, and it gave VA.

an opportunity that was denied even to the Sixth.

Ingred was at once escorted to the piano, and officious hands piled exercise books on a chair to make her seat high enough.
"I can't remember anything! I can't indeed!" she protested vigorously.
"Now don't twitter nonsense!" said Nora.