Mr Thornhill seemed highly delighted with their performance and choice, and then took up the guitar himself.

He played but very indifferently; however, my eldest daughter repaid his former applause with interest, and assured him that his tones were louder than even those of her master.

At this compliment he bowed, which she returned with a curtesy.

He praised her taste, and she commended his understanding: an age could not have made them better acquainted.
While the fond mother too, equally happy, insisted upon her landlord's stepping in, and tasting a glass of her gooseberry.

The whole family seemed earnest to please him: my girls attempted to entertain him with topics they thought most modern, while Moses, on the contrary, gave him a question or two from the ancients, for which he had the satisfaction of being laughed at: my little ones were no less busy, and fondly stuck close to the stranger.