"A dollar and a quarter, please," said this red-haired man, who stood behind the bar.
Andy paid over the money.
"I thought perhaps you would stay more than one day."
"No, I have little time. I shall have to leave to-morrow. I think, Mr. Robinson, I will go out and take a walk."
"All right! Supper will be ready in two hours."
Andy nodded.
He had a great mind to go upstairs and get his gripsack. Then he would be able to go where he pleased. He went out and began to walk about in the neighborhood of the hotel.
It did not seem to be a very pleasant quarter of the city, and it was certainly a good distance from the center.
"I sha'n't learn much about Chicago if I stay here," he thought.
Again he execrated his folly in so weakly yielding to the representations of a man he knew nothing about.