Pin. You are partial to singing, ar’n’t you?
Miss Sky. Very. Do you sing?
Pin. I never tried but once.
Miss Sky. Indeed!
Pin. It was at a party.
Miss Sky. Indeed!
Pin. Yes, I could hardly get through the first verse of my song. In fact, I didn’t get through it.
Miss Sky. What prevented you?
Pin. When I begun, everybody looked at me so hard, that I felt so confused that I jumped up, rushed out of the house, and ran all the way home. And—and when I looked in the glass there, I found I had come away with the footman’s laced hat on my head!
Miss Sky. Singular!