“Do you make much selling papers?”
“Very little.”
“You can’t make as much as you did in the store?”
“Not much more than half as much.”
“Do you live in the same place?”
“Yes, for the present.”
“Oh, by the way, Ropes, I’ve got your old place,” said Jasper in exultation.
“I thought you would get it,” answered Rodney, not without a pang.
“Come into the store some day, Ropes. It will seem like old times.”
“I shall not enter the store till I am able to clear myself of the charge made against me.”