“I will be sure to pay you some way.”
“You are very ready with your promises, but promises ain’t cash. Look here, Victor, I’ve got only fifty dollars.”
“That’s a big sum.”
“It’s got to last me some time. As for giving you fifteen or twenty dollars, I can’t do it, and that settles it.”
“Are you going home?”
“I shall take the next train for Chicago.”
“And leave me here?” faltered Victor, turning pale.
“I don’t see what else I can do,” returned Arthur, his face hardening.
“But I shall starve.”
“No; I will leave you two or three dollars, and I advise you to buy some papers if you can’t get any other position.”