her mother , hearing the unusual burst of melody , came downstairs to see what musical guest had arrived ; but when she discovered it was her own little daughter who was playing so divinely she had an attack of palpitation of the heart ( to which she was subject ) and sat down upon a sofa until it should pass away . meanwhile bessie played one piece after another with untiring energy . she loved music , and now found that all she need do was to sit at the piano and listen and watch her hands twinkle over the keyboard . twilight deepened in the room and bessie 's father came home and hung up his hat and overcoat and placed his umbrella in the rack . then he peeped into the parlor to see who was playing . " great caesar ! " he exclaimed . but the mother came to him softly with her finger on her lips and whispered : " do n't interrupt her , john . our child seems to be in a trance . did you ever hear such superb music ? " " why , she 's an infant prodigy ! " gasped the astounded father . " beats blind tom all hollow ! it's - it 's wonderful ! " as they stood listening the senator arrived , having been invited to dine with them that evening . and before he had taken off his coat the yale professor - a man of deep learning and scholarly attainments - joined the party . 
surprised .
how did bessie's parents feel when they saw her play the piano ?
how did bessie's parents feel when they saw her play the piano ?