“Yes; I advise you to use only part of it for a suit, and buy other articles such as you need to make up the balance. I dare say you can make use of other things.”
“Thank you sir. You are quite right.”
“I will bid you good morning now, and will expect to see you at dinner. Here is my card.”
“Franklin Wentworth,” repeated Adelbert, looking at the latter. “He is a broker in State Street, and is considered a rich man. You are in luck, Ben. The folks will be su’prised when they hear that I have taken dinner at his house.”
“What shall I do with this coat, Adelbert?” asked Ben.
“Give it to me,” said a ragged boy, who overheard the question.
“But it is spoiled. It has the dog’s saliva on it.”
“Mother will clean it for me. It’s better than any I have got.”
“You are welcome to it,” said Ben, “but be careful to clean it thoroughly.”
“Yes, I will,” and the boy walked away with a pleased expression.