The sorrow of Penny’s young life was that, although he had made

innumerable attempts, he could not succeed in the formation of a school
orchestra
The sorrow of Penny’s young life was that, although he had made
innumerable attempts, he could not succeed in the formation of a school
orchestra. There was a Glee Club and a Musical Society, the latter
composed of performers on the mandolin, banjo and guitar, but no one
would take any interest in Penny’s project. Or no one save a fellow
named Pillsbury. Pillsbury played the bass viol, and once a week or so
he and Penny got together and spent an entranced hour. Time was when
such meetings took place in Penny’s room or in Pillsbury’s room, but
popular indignation put an end to that. Nowadays they took their
instruments to the gymnasium and held their chamber concerts in the
trophy room. Amy one day drew Clint’s attention to a fortunate
circumstance. This was that, while there was a connecting door between
Number 14 and Number 15, there was none between Number 14 and Number 13.
That fact, Amy declared, rendered their room fairly habitable when Penny
was pouring out his soul. “It’s lucky in another way,” he added, staring
darkly at the buff-coloured wall that separated them from Number 13. “If
that door was on this side I’d have broken it open long ago and
done murder!”