"Come!" Bo whispered again. "We'll go ashore, too."
Horatio wheeled eagerly. The gangplank was being lowered, and he hurried Bo out on it, so that when it touched the bank he was all ready to give chase again.
"No, wait; some music first," said Bo. "I have thought of some new lines for the second part of the tune."
For a moment Horatio hesitated. Then the temptation of the music was stronger even than his appetite, and, throwing his violin into position, he began to play. The passengers, roused by the excitement, had gathered on the upper deck. The crew coming ashore below paused to listen.
"Oh! there was a fat darky with an appetite for wealth,
And the only way to get it was to capture it by stealth,
But when it came to keep it, his chances were so small,
He concluded that he really didn't care for it at all.
