for to go and say the same thing so many times over; which, took it in
how you might, he considered a certain sign of your having took it in
somehow. On a third occasion, the public appearance of Mr. Jarvis with a
flute, and of an odd man with a violin, and the performance of a duet by
the two, did so astonish him that, solely of his own impulse and motion,
he became inspired with the words, "Ann Koar!" repeatedly pronouncing
them as if calling in a familiar manner for some lady who had
distinguished herself in the orchestra. But this was his final testimony
to the merits of his mates, for, the instrumental duet being performed at
the first Wednesday concert, and being presently followed by the voice of
Marguerite Obenreizer, he sat with his mouth wide open, entranced, until
she had finished; when, rising in his place with much solemnity, and
prefacing what he was about to say with a bow that specially included Mr.
Wilding in it, he delivered himself of the gratifying sentiment: "Arter
that, ye may all on ye get to bed!" And ever afterwards declined to
render homage in any other words to the musical powers of the family.

Thus began a separate personal acquaintance between Marguerite Obenreizer
and Joey Ladle. She laughed so heartily at his compliment, and yet was
so abashed by it, that Joey made bold to say to her, after the concert
was over, he hoped he wasn't so muddled in his head as to have took a
liberty? She made him a gracious reply, and Joey ducked in return.

"You'll change the luck time about, Miss," said Joey, ducking again.
"It's such as you in the place that can bring round the luck of the
place."

"Can I? Round the luck?" she answered, in her pretty English, and with a
pretty wonder. "I fear I do not understand. I am so stupid."