When the check was brought Herbert looked at it.
“Two dollars and a half!” he exclaimed.
“It costs an awful amount to live in Boston.”
“Oh a dinner can be got much cheaper at most places in Boston,” said George Melville, smiling, “but I am used to Parker's, and generally come here.”
“I am glad it doesn't cost so much to live in Wayneboro,” said Herbert. “We couldn't afford even one meal a day.”
“You haven't asked me what the doctor said,” remarked Melville, as they left the dining room.
“Excuse me, Mr. Melville. It wasn't from any lack of interest.”
“He advises me to go West by the first of October, either to Colorado or Southern California.”
Herbert's countenance fell. The first of October would soon come, and his pleasant and profitable engagement with Mr. Melville would close.
“I am sorry,” he said, gravely.