"I'll risk that part of it. Now, is there anything else I can do for you?"
"No; I b'lieve that's all. Of course you'll keep the house? Nobody knows of it but Teenie, an' p'rhaps he won't tell."
"I must take the chances of that; but I reckon Skip Jellison's goin' to make it mighty hot for me. I'll keep an eye out for him."
By this time the boys were sleepy; and until morning Carrots dreamed of the ideal life which he was to lead in the country.
At an early hour next day they betook themselves to the basement restaurant on Baxter Street, where Carrots, who fancied he would always have plenty of money, now he had been engaged as a farmer, insisted on paying the entire cost of both breakfasts; and then the two separated with the promise of meeting at eleven o'clock at South Ferry.
During the forenoon Teddy was not interrupted in his labors, perhaps because he did not go near the City Hall, and business was so flourishing that he felt sorry when Carrots came to say it was time they started for the market to meet the farmer.
The young gentleman who was about to take up his residence in the country unslung his blacking-box from his shoulder as he said:
"I told that lawyer you'd be there after this, an' he said, 'All right.' I don't s'pose he cares, so long's he gets his boots blacked, who does it."
"I'll 'tend to him in great shape, so you needn't worry."
Then the two walked briskly along the water-front until they were at the market, when Carrots pointed toward an old wagon drawn by two mules, as he exclaimed: "That team b'longs out to the farm where I'm goin'. I tell you, I'll have them mules lookin' better'n they do now, before next week."