"My friends come live by us, Mother," he said finally.
"What you say?"
"Steve and Bob come live by us."
Mrs. Brodsky opened her eyes.
"So?"
"Yes."
"When?"
"Now, to-morrow."
"It is this way, Mrs. Brodsky; we have to find a new boarding place," Steve explained. "We were asking Ignatz if he knew of a place, and he said he thought you might be willing to take us. We shall not be much trouble to you, as we don't throw things about in our rooms. We can sleep in one bed and we will make that up if you do not have the time to do so."
"So?"