“What made him do it?”
“He thought I was a friend of Chester.”
“How much did he give you?”
“I occupied a dollar seat,” answered Felix, noncommittally.
He did not care to mention that the sum given him was two dollars, half of which he still had in his pocket.
“Humph! so he gave you a dollar. Why didn’t you take it and stay with them?”
“Because he gave it to me expressly for the theater. It would have looked strange if I had stayed with them after all.”
“I would have found a way, but you are not smart.”
Felix did not make any reply, being content with having deceived his cousin as to Mr. Perkins’ gift.
“I say, Cousin David, aren’t you going to bounce that boy pretty quick and give me his place?”