Which two sentences in the excerpt suggest that Policles loved quality music? The Contest
by Arthur Conan Doyle (adapted excerpt)
The blue-clad player struck several chords upon his lyre, and then burst suddenly out into the "Ode of Niobe." and Policles sat straight up on
his bench and gazed at the stage in amazement. The tune demanded a rapid transition from a low note to a high, and had been purposely
chosen for this reason. The low note was a grunting, a rumble the deep discordant growling of an ill-conditioned dog. Then suddenly the
singer threw up his face, straightened his figure, rose upon his tiptoes, and with wagging head and scarlet cheeks emitted a howl. All the while
the lyre twanged and thrummed, sometimes in front of and sometimes behind the voice of the singer. But what amazed Policies most of all
was the effect of this performance upon the audience. Every Greek was a trained critic and as unsparing in his hisses as he was lavish in his
applause. Many a singer far better than this absurd fop had been driven from the platform, but now, as the man stopped and wiped the
abundant sweat from his face, the whole assembly burst into a delirium of appreciation. The shepherd held his hands to his bursting head
and felt that his reason must be leaving him, for it was surely a dreadful musical nightmare, and he would wake soon and laugh at the
remembrance. But no, the figures were real, the faces were those of his neighbours, and the cheers which resounded in his ears were indeed
from an audience which filled the theatre of Olympia. The whole chorus was in full blast, the hummers humming, the shouters bellowing the
tappers hard at work upon the benches, while every now and then came a musical cyclone of "incomparable! Divine!" from the trained
phalanx who intoned their applause their united voices sweeping over the tumult as the drone of the wind dominates the roar of the sea. It
was madness-insufferable madness! if this were allowed to pass there was an end of all musical justice in Greece. Policles' conscience
would not permit him to be still. Standing upon his bench with waving hands and up-raised voice, he protested with all the strength of his
lungs against the mad judgment of the audience,