"
"So I would if the weather were less inclement. The most
comfortable place is by the fire."
"You are right as to that, but the evening will be long and
stupid."
"Oh, we can worry it through. Here, for instance, are two young
musicians," indicating the little fiddlers. "Suppose we get a
tune out of them?"
"Agreed. Here, boy, can you play on that fiddle?"
"Yes," said Phil.
"Well, give us a tune, then. Is that your brother?"
"No, he is my comrade."
"He can play, too."
"Will you play, Giacomo?"
The younger boy roused himself. The two stood up, and played two
or three tunes successfully. A group of loungers gathered around
them and listened approvingly. When they had finished Phil took
off his hat and went the rounds. Some gave, the two first
mentioned contributing most liberally. The whole sum collected
was about fifty cents.
Phil and Giacomo now resumed their seats. They felt now that
they were entitled to rest for the remainder of the evening,
since they had gained quite as much as they would have been
likely to earn in wandering about the streets. The group that
had gathered about them dispersed, and they ceased to be objects
of attention.
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