“He understands his business,” he said, nodding with emphasis. “He ain’t no new beginner.”
“I think he beats Paul Beck,” said Abner, delighted to find his choice approved.
“I don’t know but he does. I feel as if I wanted to start off now.”
“I don’t see how he does it,” said Abner, with a puzzled look. “I never could do anything at it, though I’m almost twice as old.”
He passed into the room where Philip was practising.
“You’re a tip-top player,” said he, to Philip admiringly. “Why, you beat Paul Beck.”
“Is he the one you expected to have?”
“Yes. Paul’s got a big name for fiddlin’.”
“I am glad you like my playing,” said Philip, who was naturally pleased to find that he was likely to give satisfaction in his new business.
“The boys will be pleased, I can tell you.”