Premise: Thomas Gordon was there , sitting alone in his long , empty pew near the top of the building ; and Neil Gordon sang in the choir which occupied the front pew of the gallery .<br>He had a powerful and melodious , though untrained voice , which dominated the singing and took the colour out of the weaker , more commonplace tones of the other singers .<br>He was well-dressed in a suit of dark blue serge , with a white collar and tie .<br>But Eric idly thought it did not become him so well as the working clothes in which he had first seen him .
Hypothesis: Neil was never trained to sing.