She went to it; but the music on which her eye first rested was an opera, procured for her by Willoughby, containing some of their favourite duets, and bearing on its outward leaf her own name in his hand-writing.--That would not do.--She shook her head, put the music aside, and after running over the keys for a minute, complained of feebleness in her fingers, and closed the instrument again; declaring however with firmness as she did so, that she should in future practice much.
Zij ging erheen: doch de muziek, waarop het eerst haar oog viel, was eene opera, die Willoughby haar had gezonden, en die enkele hunner geliefkoosde duetten bevatte; terwijl op het schutblad haar naam door zijne hand geschreven stond. Dat ging niet.--Zij schudde haar hoofd, legde de muziek terzijde, liet even de vingers over de toetsen glijden, zeide, dat haar vingers te zwak geworden waren, en sloot het instrument; terwijl zij echter haar stellig voornemen te kennen gaf, in 't vervolg hard te zullen studeeren.