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Chapter 13

           "Pardonme,Lucio!"Imurmuredregretfully—"Ispokeinhaste;buttrulyyourmusicalmostputmeinastateoffrenzy—Ineverheardanythingintheleastlikeit——"

           "NorI,"—saidLadySibyl,whojustthenmovedtowardsthepiano—"Itwasmarvellous!Doyouknow,itquitefrightenedme?"

           "Iamsorry!"heansweredwithapenitentair—"IknowIamquiteafailureasapianist—Iamnotsufficiently‘restrained,’asthepressmenwouldsay."

           "Afailure?GoodGod!"exclaimedLordEltonatthisjuncture—"Why,ifyouplayedlikethatinpublic,you’ddriveeveryonefrantic!"

           "Withalarm?"queriedLucio,laughing—"Orwithdisgust?"

           "Nonsense!youknowwhatImeanverywell.Ihavealwayshadacontemptforthepianoasaninstrument,butbyJove!Ineverheardsuchmusicasyourseveninafullorchestra.Itisextraordinary!—itispositivelymagnificent!Whereintheworlddidyoustudy?"

           "InNature’sconservatoire;"—repliedRimânezlazily."Myfirst‘maestro’wasanamiablenightingale.He,singingonabranchoffirwhenthemoonwasfull,explainedwithliquid-notedpatience,howtoconstructandproduceapureroulade,cadenzaandtrill—andwhenIhadlearnedthusfar,heshowedmeallthemostelaboratemethodsofapplyingrhythmictunetotheupwardanddownwardrushofthewind,thussupplyingmewithperfectcounterpoint.ChordsIlearnedfromoldNeptune,whowasgoodenoughtotossafewofhislargestbillowstotheshoreformyspecialbenefit.

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