"Mr Dedalus laid his pipe to rest beside the tuningfork and, sitting, touched the obedient keys.
- No, Simon, Father Cowley turned. Play it in the original. One flat.
The keys, obedient, rose higher, told, faltered, confessed, confused.
Up stage strode Father Cowley.
- Here, Simon. I'll accompany you, he said. Get up." (U11.600)