"I reckon we can save it up—inside of a few weeks, if we both work hard."
"The man won't wait. There's a party will give him seventy-five dollars cash right away. He's going to take that if he can't get ninety."
At that moment Nelson caught sight of the familiar figure of a stout gentleman crossing the street toward him, and ran out to meet the party.
"Good-morning, sir!" he said. "Have some papers this morning?"
"Hullo! you're the boy that saved me from being run over a few weeks ago," returned the stout gentleman.
"Yes, sir."
"I'll have a Sun and a Journal, and you can give me a Times, too. How is business?"
"Good, sir."
"I was in a hurry that day, or I would have stopped to reward you," went on the gentleman.
"You did reward me, sir."