"Now begin!"
Walter gave a jump.
"Eh, what?" he stuttered.
"Begin the song," said David. "That's what the marker says, and then you must sing up. Don't you know that?"
Sir Walter shook his head. He knew nothing.
"He's a stupid fellow for all his fine clothes," thought David. Then he said aloud:
"Don't you know that the marker is the man who sits in the curtained box and marks the mistakes?"
No. Sir Walter did not know that.
"Don't you know that the singer may have seven mistakes, seven,—and no more?"