ON THE FERRY BOAT When supper was over, Phil bethought himself that his day's work was not yet over.

He had still a considerable sum to obtain before he dared go home, if such a name can be given to the miserable tenement in Crosby Street where he herded with his companions.

But before going he wished to show his gratitude to Paul for his protection and the supper which he had so much and so unexpectedly enjoyed.
"Shall I play for you ?" he asked, taking his violin from the top of the bureau, where Paul had placed it.
"Will you ?" asked Jimmy, his eyes lighting up with pleasure.
"We should be very glad to hear you," said Mrs.Hoffman.
Phil played his best, for he felt that he was playing for friends.

After a short prelude, he struck into an Italian song.

Though the words were unintelligible, the little party enjoyed the song.
"Bravo, Phil!" said Paul.