“How long have you been sick?” inquired Gerald.
“I was taken about a week since.”
“You ought to be at home and in bed.”
“I wish I could afford to rest,” said Victor despondently; “but I cannot. I depend on my weekly wages.”
“Have you a home in Kansas City?”
“No; I have no relatives in this place.”
“Have you no friends who would help you while you were sick?”
Victor hesitated a moment.
“No,” he answered slowly.