human
Who was it I heard playing the airs in the last new opera, this morning? said Mr Harrington, when Miss Morton had finished her piece.
gpt
Whoever it was seemed to me to be getting on extremely well.
human
I was trying them over after dinner, she said;
gpt
Oh! exclaimed Dora,
human
I don't know, indeed, replied Miss Cunningham, angrily;
gpt
I never heard her.
human
I dare say Dora may be wrong, said Mr Harrington;
gpt
Pray, Lucy, spare us any more; you must have known you could not play it in the least. There was no reply; for Miss Cunningham feared and respected her brother more than any one in the world, and saw that he was very much annoyed. Mr Harrington began to make excuses for her, and was unwilling that Amy should play instead; but he was forced to yield to Mr Cunningham's wish, and she was sent to the instrument; and, notwithstanding her alarm, satisfied every one that her talent for music was of a very superior kind. Even Lord Rochford, though vexed at his daughter's failure, could not help exclaiming,
human
Very good, very good, indeed--very correct time--who taught her, Harrington?
gpt
Her mamma was her only instructress for several years, replied Mr Harrington;
human
Yes, certainly, said Lord Rochford,
gpt
Really, said Mrs Harrington, who thought this a very strange mode of appropriating the time and talents which were intended for the benefit of her own children,
human
True, quite true, replied Lord Rochford, feeling that the refusal had been very decided;