- 'Hooray, hooray, hooray!'" "So they all got safe home again," Bruno said, after waiting a minute to see if
I had anything to say: he evidently felt that some remark ought to be made. And I couldn't help wishing
there were some such rule in Society, at the conclusion of a song----that the singer herself should say
the right thing, and not leave it to the audience. Suppose a young lady has just been warbling ('with a
grating and uncertain sound') Shelley's exquisite lyric 'I arise from dreams of thee': how much nicer it
would be, instead of your having to say "Oh, thank you, thank you!" for the young lady herself to remark,
as she draws on her gloves, while the impassioned words 'Oh, press it to thine own, or it will break at
last!' are still ringing in your ears, "----but she wouldn't do it, you know. So it did break at last."
"And I knew it would!" she added quietly, as I started at the sudden crash of broken glass. "You've been holding it sideways for the last minute, and letting all the champagne run out! Were you asleep, I wonder? I'm so sorry my singing has such a narcotic effect!"
| Previous chapter/page | Back | Home | Email this | Search | Discuss | Bookmark | Next chapter |