Here is Reginald with a face as gloomy as the day." Rose got up in displeased silence, closed the piano, and walked to the door.
"Pray don't!" said Stanford; "don't leave us.

Kate and I have nothing more to say to one another, and I have a thousand things to say to you." "You must defer them, I fear," replied Rose.

"Kate will raise your spirits with more enlivening music when I am gone." "A good idea," said Kate's lover, when the door closed; "come, my dear girl, give us something a little less depressing than that we have just been favoured with." "How odd," said Kate languidly, "that Rose will not like you.

I cannot understand it." "Neither can I," replied Mr.Stanford; "but since the gods have willed it so, why, there is nothing for it but resignation.

Here is 'Through the woods, through the woods, follow and find me.' Sing that." Kate essayed, but failed.