"Good-morning, Dan," said the dwarf, in a singularly melodious voice.
"Good-morning, Shorty. I thought I'd find you here."
"Yes, I begin business early."
"I am going to ask a favor of you," said Dan, abruptly.
"What is it, Dan?"
"Our rent's due to-day, and we are two dollars and a half short. I can make the fifty cents before noon. Can you lend me two dollars till I am able to pay it?"
To Dan's dismay Shorty shook his head.
"I wish I could, Dan, but there's something in the way."
"If you're afraid I won't pay you back, you needn't think of that. I never went back on a fellow that lent me money yet."
"I am not afraid of trusting you, Dan, but I haven't got the money."