“How much on account?”
“Ritzmann, I have heard—I know—usually gives ten guineas.”
She spoke the words with awe. Ten guineas on account of a composition of hers—of her very own! It was a dream!
“Ah! Ten guineas on account of a ten per cent, royalty? Let me see: we have eight pieces here. Can you find two more?”
“There is a suite of three short numbers.”
“Bring that.”
Pamela found it, and brought it. O’Hagan played it, and was delighted.
“Four sharps,” he criticised, “are bad in a composition designed for general popularity. Would it lose by transposition into a more simple key?”
“I think not,” said Pamela.
“Well,” continued O’Hagan, “it is a matter for discussion later. May I take these with me?”