He could afford a night’s rest, at least, and that might revive his numbed faculties.
As he reached the office he glanced at the proprietor.
Could he persuade that cynical-visaged individual to trust him until he received his first week’s pay?
Would he be credited if he related his prospects?
As a measure in this assurance, would not the proprietor feel justified in calling upon the widow for indorsement of the statement of the young man?
This would never do.
He could not endure the humiliation of such a revelation.
The poor fellow got little encouragement from the face of the proprietor.
This was suspicious and hard. It had scarcely the perfunctory smile of the professional boniface.
The prospect of having to address that forbidding ensemble was disheartening.