" "I know not," quoth Arthur, smiling, with his head on one side, like a budding lass that is asked to dance, "I know not that I can match our sweet friend's song; moreover, I do verily think that I have caught a cold and have a certain tickling and huskiness in the windpipe.

Yes." A silent youngster began to speak, cleared an accumulated huskiness from his throat and said, "Consider the girl.