“No, no! there was something that was all wrong.”
“Where was it?”
“Where? I can’t say exactly.”
“Well, I didn’t miss a note,” said the second violin.
“Nor I.”
“Nor I.”
“Come, messieurs, let us begin again.”
“All right, but see that you beat time properly.”
“I should say that I beat time loud enough.”
“To be sure you do,” said Madame Vauvert; “and the person who lives underneath said she would complain to the landlord.”