He who had entered last laughed the loudest and deepest, and loud and deep as was that laugh it was full of music.

At its sound Gay turned sharply.
"What?
Dick Leveridge?
You've come at the right moment.

We need someone who knows good music when he hears it.

What of this pretty child's voice.

Is it good ?" "Is it good?
I'll answer your question, Mr.Gay, by asking you another.
Are you good at verses ?" "'Tis said my 'Fables' will be pretty well.