"I don't want to play now—for anyone but myself. Imagine being led to the piano, fumbling a little until one found one's bearings on the keyboard." He gave an exclamation of sheer disgust. "I'd rather never play again than make such an exhibition of myself!"
"Stop being so self-pitying and arrogant," said Antoinette, and utter silence fell in the room.
The first, of what I hope, will many verbal smack downs from heroine to hero.