“Was the pay good?”
“Fifty cents a week and my board,” answered Andy, gravely.
Herbert sniffed scornfully.
“You’d better have stayed at home,” he said.
“I don’t know about that. I am well satisfied with the success of my journey.”
“You can’t be janitor again!” said Herbert, triumphantly.
“Why not?”
“Another boy got it, and Dr. Euclid won’t put him out, just to oblige you.”
“I am not a candidate for the position of janitor,” said Andy.
“Don’t you mean to go to school, then?”