"Perhaps he plays himself?" suggested Maurice, with a sneer.
"Do you?" asked Bessie.
"I can play on a hand-organ," answered Tom.
"Professionally?" inquired Maurice.
"I never was in the business," said our hero. "Is it profitable?"
"How should I know?" said Maurice, angrily.
They adjourned to a pleasant sitting-room, where there was a piano, and Bessie took her place at the piano.
"I am not much of a player," she said, "but will do my best."
After a while she began to sing. Her voice was pleasant, but not remarkable.
"I don't like singing alone," she said, at last.