“What will you do?”
“How much do you owe him?”
“Twelve dollars. I have four, but he won’t take it. He wants the entire amount.”
“I will let you have ten dollars,” said our hero, and brought out the bill Wakefield Smith had dropped.
“Oh, won’t that be robbing you?” cried Nellie Ardell, but her eyes glistened with pleasure.
“Never mind; take it and pay this man off.”
Nellie Ardell accepted the amount without further words.
“Now,” she said, as she paid the man, “I am going to move.”
“Move! What for?”
“I can get better rooms for less money just across the way.”