"It's a crime; it's a scandal." "My dear, nobody asked you to read it," said Sylvia.
"Silence, you chit! Mike, come here a minute.

Sit down one second and play that.

Promise to get up again, though, immediately.

Just these three bars--yes, I see.

An orang-outang apparently can do it, so why not I?
Am I not much better than they?
Go away, please; or, rather, stop there and turn over.