“Waal, little gal, it’s too bad, but he can’t stay here an’ live on wind. That’s sartin sure.”
“Oh, we don’t want to lose him like that!”
“Folks hev to make a livin’. He ain’t got money to burn, same as he had once.”
“If I had, I should be very careful how I burned it,” asserted Merriwell. “I have learned the value of money, and it will be precious little that I shall throw away foolishly in the future. Must be going home now. Good-night, fellows. See you to-morrow.”
“Yeou’d better engage with Haley,” cried Ephraim, as Frank moved away with Jack and Nellie.
“Yaw,” shouted Hans. “Uf you don’d you vill peen sorry all mein life. Goot-night.”
CHAPTER VIII.
FRANK ACCEPTS.
The following day Frank went down to the Thalia Theater at the time appointed, and he found Manager Haley waiting for him in the box office, as he had said he would be.
Merry was invited in, and he accepted the invitation. He was given an introduction to the ticket seller, and then Haley asked him into a little room adjoining the office.