“I thought so when I saw you with Mr. Dodge,” he said. “I worked there once myself.”
“You did? How long did you stay?” inquired Andy, with interest.
“I stood it a week,” laughed George, “and then left. I came here, where I have an excellent place. Mr. Jones, the landlord, treats me tiptop.”
“I should think you’d like it a good deal better.”
“Can’t you get a better place?” asked George, in a tone of sympathy.
“I am willing to stay for the present,” said Andy. “Mr. Dodge is kind to me.”
“Yes, he is a kind man. If Brackett had been as good, I would have stayed longer, though I only got fifty cents a week. Did you ever hear of such mean pay?”
“That’s what I get myself,” answered Andy.
“You won’t get rich on it very soon.”
“No, I don’t expect to.”