“How much would it take?”
“The price of the turnout, from two hundred dollars up, and about a hundred dollars for stock. You know stock can be purchased as often as desired.”
“By crickety! If I had the money I would go in with you!” cried Matt, caught with a sudden idea. “That sort of thing would just suit me.”
“You? Why I thought you were a city boy, a clerk——”
“So I am. But my Uncle Dan always called me a rolling stone, and that hits it exactly. I am tired of New York, and I would jump at the first chance to get out of it and see some of the country.”
“Then you are like me,” returned Andrew Dilks warmly. He was quite taken with Matt’s candor. 30 “If I had a turnout I would travel all over the United States, stopping a week here and a week there. How old are you?”
“Sixteen.”
“I am twenty-one. Do you live with your parents?”
“No, I am alone here.”
“So am I. I used to live in Chicago before all my folks died. I like your appearance. What is your name?”