“ ‘When I was young and called to the Bar.’ ”

“ ‘When I was young and called to the Bar.’ ”

General roar of laughter, taken by Harris as a compliment. Pianist, thinking of his wife and family, gives up the unequal contest and retires; his place being taken by a stronger-nerved man.

Cheerily. “Now then, old man, you start off, and I’ll follow. We won’t bother about any prelude.”

Upon whom the explanation of matters has slowly dawned⁠—laughing. “By Jove! I beg your pardon. Of course⁠—I’ve been mixing up the two songs. It was Jenkins confused me, you know. Now then.”