Nor did the place lose money, for no one left, and the crowd increased to standing room as Michael went through his repertoire of "God Save the King," "Sweet Bye and Bye," "Lead, Kindly Light," "Home, Sweet Home," and "Shenandoah." It meant more than free beer to Daughtry, for, when he started to leave, the proprietor of the place thrust three silver dollars into his hand and begged him to come around with the dog next night.
"For that ?" Daughtry demanded, looking at the money as if it were contemptible.
Hastily the proprietor added two more dollars, and Daughtry promised.
"Just the same, Killeny, my son," he told Michael as they went to bed, "I think you an' me are worth more than five dollars a turn.

Why, the like of you has never been seen before.

A real singing dog that can carry 'most any air with me, and that can carry half a dozen by himself.

An' they say Caruso gets a thousand a night.

Well, you ain't Caruso, but you're the dog-Caruso of the entire world.