Pete loved boys.

Had he not served them nearly all his life?
Incidentally it may be mentioned that he did not care for girls.
Only Cyril held himself aloof.

But that he was not oblivious of the proceedings below him was evidenced by the somber bass that floated down from his piano strings.

Cyril always played according to the mood that was on him; and when Bertram heard this morning the rhythmic beats of mournfulness, he chuckled and said to William: "That's Chopin's Funeral March.

Evidently Cy thinks this is the death knell to all his hopes of future peace and happiness." "Dear me! I wish Cyril would take some interest," grieved William.
"Oh, he takes interest all right," laughed Bertram, meaningly.