"Are you very deeply in debt?"
He named the total of his liabilities and she straightened her young shoulders, horrified.
"Oh, that's nothing," he said. "I know plenty of chaps in England who are far worse off."
"But—that is terrible!" she faltered.
Dankmere waved his hand:
"It's not so bad. That show business let me in for a lot."
"Why did you ever do it?"
"I like it," he explained simply.
She flushed: "It seems strange for a—a man of your kind to sing comic songs and dance before an audience."
"Not at all. I've a friend, Exford by name—who goes about grinding a barrel-organ."