Jasper looked, and his eyes lighted up with malicious satisfaction.
“Oho!” he said. “Well, this is rich!”
“Give me a paper, boy,” he said, pretending not to recognize Rodney at first. “Why, it’s Ropes.”
“Yes,” answered Rodney, his cheek flushing. “You see what I am reduced to. What paper will you buy?”
“The Mail and Express.”
“Here it is.”
“Can’t you get another place?” asked Jasper curiously.
“I might if I could get a recommendation, but probably Mr. Goodnow wouldn’t give me one.”
“No, I guess not.”
“So I must take what I can get.”