“Does he pay you any wages?”
“I work for my board and clothes, but I don’t get any clothes. Look at me.”
“The old man is awful close. I sometimes ask myself how it is all to end. He stints himself and his family, and all his money will go to his daughter Sophia and her boy.”
“They are over there to-day.”
“How do you like the boy?”
“About as much as his grandfather.”
“He’s a disagreeable young cub, and about as mean as the old man.”
“He offered me a cigarette this morning,” said Grant smiling.
“Did you accept?”
“No, I do not smoke. He offered me one of his old suits, too, but it was only to save his grandfather the expense of buying me a new one.”