“It won’t be a mystery long.”
Ben managed to slip away unobserved, for he feared that Mr. Snodgrass might be disposed to follow him. He arrived at the theater in good season, and there on the large poster in front of the building it gave him a peculiar sensation to see in the list of characters in the play—
Jed, the newsboy, Ben Bruce.
“I wonder if any one will see my name and know who it is,” he asked himself.
“Hallo, Ben!”
Turning, Ben saw Patsy Blake looking over his shoulder.
“Are you goin’ into de teayter?” asked Patsy.
“Yes,” answered Ben, smiling.
“I’d like to go if I had the price of a ticket.”
An impulse led Ben to say, “I’ll pay your way in, Patsy,” and he handed his newsboy rival twenty-five cents.