Rush told him. Jarvis looked at his companion a moment in silence, then burst out laughing.
"Fifty cents a day? Well, I must say we're getting up in the world. How do you suppose we are going to live?"
"I have been thinking of that. In fact I saw the necessity of readjusting our finances before we lost our jobs in the mills."
"I should say so," agreed Jarvis.
"We have been getting six dollars a week in the mills here, and we are paying five apiece for our board. If we take the new job we shall be getting only three dollars a week and paying out five."
"We'll have to make an assignment then," grinned Bob.
"I know a better way."
"What?"
"Get a new boarding place, where we shall be able to live within our means or thereabouts."
"I'd hate to live in the boarding house that would come within our new means," grumbled Jarvis. "This one is about the limit. It strikes me that the best way to make money for ourselves would be to start a boarding house."