"And the one who sang was vibrato all the time. I thought her rather claptrap!"
"As for the violin, it was brilliant, and good bowing, but it didn't appeal to me like Althea's 'cello."
"I thought they were supposed to have such a crack violin player at St. Cyprian's—Herr Hoffmann's pet pupil at present, so they say."
"Well, if this was the girl, I don't admire her. I should say she's very much overrated."
Kitty clutched Bess Harrison's arm close in her indignation. As soon as they were outside the school she exploded.
"Oh, to think they never heard Mildred! And they actually imagine Ella Martin's our crack player! It's wicked! It was suicidal for St. Cyprian's not to put Mildred on. I can't imagine what the committee was doing."
"The committee was swayed by Lottie," returned Bess, "and I don't think it has altogether good reason to congratulate itself on the results. Undoubtedly St. Cyprian's ought to have done better, and it will have to look hard after its reputation in future."
"I shall play up at the cricket match, or I'll never touch a bat again!" vowed Kitty. "Nulli secundus—second to none! We've got to live up to our school motto."