Nanny ran her fingers over a brass plate screwed above the keyboard. It read: HLISTEN TO ZER CHILTREN OFF DER NIGHT . . . VOT VONDERFUL MHUSICK DEY MAKE. MNFTRD. BY BERGHOLT STUTTLEY JOHNSON, ANKH-MORPORK. “It’s a Johnson,” she breathed. “I haven’t got my hands on a Johnson for ages . . .” She looked closer. “What’s this? ‘Scream 1’? ‘Thunderclap 14’? ‘Wolf Howl 5’? There’s a whole set of stops just marked ‘Creaky Floors’! Can’t you play music on this thing?” “Oh yeth. But the old marthter wath more interethted in . . . effectth.”
