“No; I think you were sensible. I shall follow your example. I will bid you good night. I seem to be in luck, and will try my fortune at the gaming table.”
“I will go with you.”
“No; I would prefer to go alone.”
“That fellow is unreasonable,” muttered Jasper, as he strode off, discontented. “Did he expect I would divide my salary with him?”
Philip Carton, after he parted company with Jasper, walked back to where Rodney was still selling papers.
“Give me a paper,” he said.
“Which will you have?”
“I am not particular. Give me the first that comes handy. Ah, the Evening Sun will do.”
He took the paper and put a quarter into Rodney’s hand.
As he was walking away Rodney called out, “Stop, here’s your change,”