"Vhere is your moosic ?" They went over to the piano.

"Oh, ho! Jensen, Lassen, Helmund, Grieg--you zing dem ?" "Some of them," said John.

The pianist opened the Jensen album.
"You want to zing one of dese ?" he asked.
"As well as anything," replied John, who had changed his mind a dozen times in the last ten minutes and was ready to accept any suggestion.
"Ver' goot," said the other.

"Ve dry dis: Lehn deine wang' an meine Wang'." His face brightened as John began to sing the German words.

In a measure or two the singer and player were in perfect accord, and as the former found his voice the ends of his fingers grew warm again.