"Mr. Grey will sing with you," said Maurice, maliciously.
"Will you?" pleaded Bessie, turning to our hero.
"If you'll play that," said Tom, pointing to one of the popular songs of the day, which he had caught in the street.
"Of course I will."
I don't claim that Tom was a remarkable singer; but his voice was of good quality, and harmonized well with Bessie's. He sang correctly, also, and she was much pleased.
"How well you sing, Gilbert," she said. "Can't you sing something else?"
They sang two other popular songs, to the great dissatisfaction of Maurice, who saw himself quite eclipsed by the new arrival.
"Isn't he splendid, Maurice?" asked Bessie, after Tom had taken leave.
"He's a low fellow!" said Maurice.
"I wish you were half as handsome and agreeable," said Bessie, warmly.