She played the prelude to "John Peel" loudly, lifting her hands then to endeavour to follow her husband on his devious paths.
He had put on his velvet cap.
"'D'ye ken John Peel?'" roared Dearest George, and found it was too high.
"'D'ye ken John Peel?'" he boomed loudly.
Mrs. Freyne struck a chord softly, and without hope. The General, who was musical, grew quite anxious.
But by the time he had got to the "Break of day," George Freyne was, so to speak, in his stride, with his wife following delicately, afraid to show marked preference to any key.
Having been loudly encored, Mr. Freyne asked his wife to play the tune and give him some help, and gave the "Meynell Hunt" with as much variety, as Darby said, as if the pack was in full cry.
A song and dance by Miss Delorme made the audience wonder if it was quite right for them to be there, for Psyche in costume gave them a song about the moon, and her dancing was as if a sprite floated over earth. By this time all the men were yelling "Encore!" and Mrs. Keane wished audibly that she had left Estelle and Maria at home.
Psyche was back again to give "A Little Bit of String," out of the Circus Girl, and another dance of fairy-like lightness. Then Mr. Keefe, pink and moist, was bustled on after his song had been given out.
Miss O'Toole played a prelude emphatically, unnoticed by the nervous performer.