"But how will we pay the rent?" he asked. "You have nothing."
"Haven't I? I made a hundred dollars to-day."
John whistled.
"Come, now, you're gassin'," he said.
"Does that look like gassing?" said Oliver, displaying a roll of bills.
"Good gracious! where did you get it!"
Oliver smiled.
"I thought you would be surprised," he answered. "I'll tell you the story when we get home," he said. "Now let us go and tell our landlady we have changed our minds and will keep the room."
"I'm glad we can," said John Meadows. "I felt bad about going back to my old room, and I felt anxious about you, too."
"I think I shall get along," said Oliver hopefully.