“And you play after that?”
“Some contra-dances on di tanti palpiti.”
“Won’t you please give me the idea of that air.”
“It is at the return of Tancred. The point is to paint the most touching sadness.”
“Excellent choice. And no mazurkas, no waltzes?”
“Presently; here is a great book of Chopin, he is our favorite. What a master! What fever! what cries, sorrowful, uncertain, broken! All these mazurkas make one want to weep.
“That is why they are danced; you see, my dear child, only afflicted people could select such music. By the way, how do they dance in your country?”
“With us? we jump and stir about, we laugh out, shout, perhaps.”
“What comical folks! and why?”