“Wouldn’t you like just as well to see me act, Cyril?” asked Ben.
“Yes, if you can act.”
“I can try.”
“You may have a chance to do so. We shall have some theatricals at the Hall while you are there.”
“I am afraid I am something of a humbug,” thought Ben. “I wonder if Cyril would think any the less of me if he knew that I had been a newsboy on the Bowery.”
CHAPTER XXIX.
THE MORDAUNT FAMILY.
Leaving Ben for a time we will go back to Brooklyn and make the reader better acquainted with the family of Frank Mordaunt, the newsboy whom Ben had so generously assisted.
Mrs. Mordaunt and her two boys occupied an upper tenement in one of the obscure streets of Brooklyn, about a mile from Fulton Ferry. Frank’s earnings were their chief dependence, as needlework is poorly paid, especially when it is done for one of the cheap clothing houses.
At seven o’clock Frank came home from New York, where he had been selling evening papers.