Ronnie, be a kind boy, and carry Tommy into the hall for me.He will screech so fearfully if he sees me walk away without him.He is so very loving, dear bird!"Silence under the cedar.
Most people were watching young Ronald, holding the stand as much at arm's length as possible; while Tommy, keeping his balance wonderfully, sidled up close to him, evidently making confidential remarks into Ronnie's terrified ear.The duchess walked on before, quite satisfied with the new turn events had taken.
One or two people were watching Jane.
"It is very brave of you," said Myra Ingleby, at length."I would offer to play your accompaniment, dear; but I can only manage Au clair de la lune, and Three Blind Mice, with one finger.""And I would offer to play your accompaniment, dear," said Garth Dalmain, "if you were going to sing Lassen's Allerseelen, for I play that quite beautifully with ten fingers! It is an education only to hear the way I bring out the tolling of the cemetery chapel bell right through the song.The poor thing with the bunch of purple heather can never get away from it.Even in the grand crescendo, appassionata, fortissimo, when they discover that 'in death's dark valley this is Holy Day,' I give then no holiday from that bell.Idon't know what it did 'once in May.' It tolls all the time, with maddening persistence, in my accompaniment.But I have seen The Rosary, and I dare not face those chords.To begin with, you start in every known flat; and before you have gone far you have gathered unto yourself handfuls of known and unknown sharps, to which you cling, not daring to let them go, lest they should be wanted again the next moment.Alas, no! When it is a question of accompanying The Rosary, I must say, as the old farmer at the tenants' dinner the other day said to the duchess when she pressed upon him a third helping of pudding: 'Madam, I CANNOT!'""Don't be silly, Dal," said Jane."You could accompany The Rosary perfectly, if I wanted it done.But, as it happens, I prefer accompanying myself.""Ah," said Lady Ingleby, sympathetically, "I quite understand that.
It would be such a relief all the time to know that if things seemed going wrong, you could stop the other part, and give yourself the note."The only two real musicians present glanced at each other, and a gleam of amusement passed between them.
"It certainly would be useful, if necessary," said Jane.
"_I_ would 'stop the other part' and 'give you the note,'" said Garth, demurely.
"I am sure you would," said Jane."You are always so very kind.But I prefer to keep the matter in my own hands.""You realise the difficulty of making the voice carry in a place of that size unless you can stand and face the audience?" Garth Dalmain spoke anxiously.Jane was a special friend of his, and he had a man's dislike of the idea of his chum failing in anything, publicly.
The same quiet smile dawned in Jane's eyes and passed to her lips as when she had realised that her aunt meant her to volunteer in Velma's place.She glanced around.Most of the party had wandered off in twos and threes, some to the house, others back to the river.
She and Dal and Myra were practically alone.Her calm eyes were full of quiet amusement as she steadfastly met the anxious look in Garth's, and answered his question.
