M: Where?To Peter's home again?
W: No.Let's go to City Hall.There will be a concert there starting at nine.
M: Oh, don't tell me it is the same thing we heard last time at Peter's home.
W: No.Those were symphonies we heard.But this time...
M: Yes, symphonies.Frankly speaking, they are too heavy and complicated for me.I didn't enjoy them.Really, I should say I don't understand classical music.How about you, Francis?
W: Neither do I.I feel like hearing it sometimes, that's all.I don't want to talk you into going.But...you know someone gave me two tickets this afternoon.I should make use of them, shouldn't I?So here I am!
M: Well, what sort of music will the concert have tonight?
W: String Quarters.
The composers are Haydn, Beethoven...I remember you told me the other day that you liked the violin better than any other musical instruments.
M: Yes, I did say that.The violin is rahter soft and sounds more or less like a human vioce.
W: I suppose you will like the concert, then.The String Quarter is a kind of delicate chamber music played by four musicians.Let's say by a small four-man orchestra, with two violins, one viola and one cello.
M: In that case, I'll go...By the way, why don't you ask Doris to go with you?
W: Doris?She hates anything "classical"!
