"Indeed, yes."
"Where will you put us?"
"I shall have to think about that. I'll have to pick out something hard," laughed the superintendent. "I think we shall be able to satisfy you on that point."
"I shall be satisfied, whatever you decide."
"Wait a moment. I will speak with the assistant superintendent. Perhaps we can settle the matter right here."
Mr. Keating stepped into an adjoining office and was closeted with his assistant for some time. What was said there, of course, Rush did not know. When the superintendent returned he was smiling.
"Well, sir, it's all settled," announced Mr. Keating. "You will wish you hadn't spoken."
The superintendent chuckled as if it were an excellent joke. Steve smiled in sympathy with the joke that he did not understand.
"You will receive the munificent sum of a dollar a day, and your job will be in the cinder pits."