“Where does she live?”
“Down East.”
“I s’pose you’re seeking your fortune, ain’t you?”
“A little of that,” said Andy; “but, you see, I like to travel.”
“I’ll tell you what I’ll do. You seem a spry, active boy. If you’ll stay here and make yourself useful about the house and stable, I’ll give you all you can eat and five dollars a month. Now, what do you say?”
“I wouldn’t mind working for you,” said Andy, “only I want to travel a little further.”
“ ‘A rolling stone gathers no moss,’ as the schoolmaster says.”
“That is true. But, you see, I am not ready to settle down yet. I’m much obliged to you for you kind offer!”
“You talk as if you’d got money. A boy like you wouldn’t give up a good place if he didn’t see his way clear enough to eat.”
“I’m not very rich, Mr. Jenkins, but I am not afraid of starving. Perhaps I will stop on my way back.”