CHAPTER XXXII.
A CRAZY MAN’S DOINGS.
“You are more than kind to me, Jerry Upton,” exclaimed Nellie Ardell, when they and her little brother were left alone.
“I didn’t want to see you thrown out of your home,” said Jerry, soberly.
“I shall pay you back that money as soon as I possibly can,” she went on. “I expect to get about twenty dollars for sewing next week. One of the ladies I work for is out of town, but is coming back on Wednesday.”
“All right—take your time. When will you move? Maybe I can help carry some things for you.”
“I’ve a good mind to move this afternoon. Those other rooms are all ready.”
“Then do it, and I’ll pitch right in,” and in fun the young oarsman picked up several chairs.