“No.”
“Didn’t Mr. Mullins give you one?”
“Yes; but I carelessly left it on the table. I suppose he found it and kept the money,” he added, bitterly.
“But that would be a mean thing to do,” said Chester, startled.
“Nothing is too mean for Mullins,” said Long. “He’s a hard man and a tricky one.”
“He will come in soon if you can wait.”
“I can’t. I am at work, and this is my noon hour.”
“I will tell him what you say——”
“Perhaps I may have a chance to call in this afternoon. I feel worried about this matter, for, although it is only ten dollars, that is a good deal to a man with a family, and earning only twelve dollars a week.”
Presently Mr. Mullins returned.