“Then she won’t know it.”
“That will make no difference. I made the promise, and I mean to keep it,” said Chester, firmly.
“Oh, well, suit yourself. What a muff he is!” thought Felix. “However, he’ll soon break over his virtuous resolutions. Do you know,” he continued, changing the subject, “that you have got the situation I was after?”
“I think I heard Mr. Mullins say something about it. I am sorry if I have stood in your way.”
“Oh, if it hadn’t been you it would have been some other boy. How do you think you shall like the city?”
“Very much, I think.”
“What pay do you get?”
“Five dollars a week.”
“You can’t live on that.”
“I will try to.”