"Am I?" inquired Harry in surprise, for there was no particular friendship or intimacy between them.
"Yes; I'm going to ask a little favor of you—a mere trifle. Lend me five or ten dollars for a week. Five will do it, you can't spare more."
Harry shook his head.
"I can't do that, Luke."
"Why not? Haven't you got as much?"
"Yes, I've got it."
"Then why won't you lend it to me?"
"I have little money and I can't run any risk."
"Do you think I won't pay you back?"
"Why do you need to borrow of me? You get much higher wages than I do."