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I can't stand amateurs, except one or two. I've got it into my head that you've been one of us, and retired. Queer thing, isn't it? Alma enjoyed the flattery. Comfortable in her chair, she showed no disposition to move. Dymes asked her what she thought of playing, and she told him, Hauser's 'Rhapsodie Hongroise'. 'I'm always being bored by amateurs, he resumed.
He played a Rhapsodie Hongroise, the Moonlight Sonata, one of the movements of the Sonata Appassionata. He played without notes, a bulldog pipe gripped firmly in his teeth, blue clouds encircling his fair hair. Gone was the reckless soldier who would have taken his life in his hands for the whim of bringing in a German sentry.
Some of the people are playing bridge, Betty Mercer is doing a cake walk to the RHAPSODIE HONGROISE Jim has no every-day music and the telephone is ringing. We have received enough flowers for a funeral somebody sent Lollie a Gates Ajar, only with the gates shut. There are no servants think of it, Mumsy. I wish you had made me learn to cook. Mr.
Le grand comte est un homme âgé. Son fils venoit d'épouser une belle dame Hongroise. Je le vis dans une joute qui,
Carreño had just finished Liszt's "Rhapsodic Hongroise" No. 2, and had followed it up with a mad Tschaikowsky fragment. I was so excited I was on the verge of tears when I heard the woman behind me catch her breath with a sob and exclaim: "My Lord! Ain't she got vinegar!" I repeated this to Madame Carreño at Jenbach, and she seized my hands and shouted with laughter. Such a grip as she has!
A group of Chopin Preludes and a Brahms Rhapsodie Hongroise brought the first half of the concert to a close, and Gregory watched with amusement, during the ensuing scene, the vagaries of the intoxicated crowd. People rose to their feet, clapping, shouting, bellowing, screaming.
I acceded to Mrs M'Swat's request with alacrity, thinking that while forced to remain there I would have one comfort, and would spend all my spare time at the piano. I opened the instrument, brushed a little of the dust from the keys with my pocket-handkerchief, and struck the opening chords of Kowalski's "Marche Hongroise".
She knew her father was sitting on edge all the time, and that her mistakes were grating on him, and at the end of the song, rather than turn round immediately and face them all, she began to play Kowalski's March Hongroise.
Ross dumped Mark Twain in a trunk and locked the trunk. Also, he discarded the Pittsburg scandals. Also, he shaved off a three days' beard. Etienne, being French, began on the beard first. He pomaded it, from a little tube of grease Hongroise in his vest pocket. He combed it with a little aluminum comb from the same vest pocket. He trimmed it with manicure scissors from the same vest pocket.
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