"Is it not? How could one help playing well on an instrument in such perfect tune? You love music, signor?"
"A little, signora; but your playing goes to my heart."
"In that case I will continue." And she proceeded, with a fiendish smile, to murder one of the bravura airs she had heard me sing with the greatest applause on the stage.
"Is his lordship your cousin well?" I said, when she had finished.
"He is hunting."
"Is your ladyship fond of game?"
"I am immoderately fond of it. And you, signor?"
"I am sincerely and deeply partial to it."
"Which do you like best, game or music?"
"I like music at table, but at this moment I should like some game better."