If I were you, I would
lock up that violin till the summer examination is over.'
He turned on her quite angrily. 'Very fine talking! Lock up all the
pleasure I have in life! Thank you!'
'I'm quite sure you'll never get the exhibition if you have your head
in this.'
'I shan't get the exhibition any way.'
'But if you do your utmost for it?'
'I shall do my utmost!'
'You can't if you have these tunes always running in your head, and
are always wild to be picking them out.'
'Well, Robin, I sometimes think I should do more good with music than
anything else.'
'Maybe,' said Robina, a sensible little woman; 'but you'll do no good
by half and half. If you don't do well in the examination, Felix will
be horribly vexed, and you'll always hate the thought of it.'
'I tell you I shall be as dull as ditch-water, and as stupid as
Shapcote, if I don't have any pleasure.'
'I only don't want you to be stupider.'
Lance chucked up a pen-wiper and caught it.
'The fact is,' said Robina, 'all we've got to do is our best. If we
don't, it is wrong in us, and it makes us more a weight on Felix; and
I think it is our real duty to keep everything out of the way that
hinders us, if it is ever so nice.
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