"I 'eard a bloke at the 'Tiv.' play a fair treat.

That's 'ow I come to git this instrument," and he tapped something in his breast pocket.

"Kramer's 'ad to send 'ome for it, an' I only got it this afternoon.

I've bin dyin' to 'ave a go at it, but I always wait till I git the place to meself.

It wouldn't do for the 'ands to see the boss playin' the mouth-organ." He took the instrument out of his pocket, and handed it to Clara with the pride of a fiddler showing his Strad.