or sense or nonsense; but as you say, she is very much to be pitied, I pity her with all my heart. But when she comes to call upon you, I think she had better be shown up to your own room at once."
There was music, of course, in the evening. A duet by Rose and Harcourt that was effective in more ways than one; she accompanied him quite to his satisfaction, and on that point he was hard to please; their voices went well together, and when he suggested what he termed a different interpretation of three or four bars, she was so compliant, that though temper was with him quite a secondary consideration to voice, he thought that it would be very agreeable if Mrs. Harcourt, whoever she might eventually be, had Rose's good humour as well as her fine contralto voice.
"Is not that the young fellow we saw trying to drown himself the other day?" said Captain Hopkinson to Lord Chester, "and yet in a room he does not look like a fool, and he sings well. That duet was not amiss,
