Alfred Pretor, Ronald and I; or, Studies from Life
“ And mind ye too, sing ’en slow, not as if you wanted to get shot on’t.”All went well at the first rehearsal, for Joseph played the air distinctly and without disturbing flourishes—only with an intolerable drawl, mindful in all probability of “passon’s” injunctions; of which more anon.“Well sung,” says he; “you be a good choir when you be so minded; and well instructed, too, though I says it as didn’t ought to. Now then, we’ll see what ye can do when I puts in the flourishes.” ”
