"You had Houghton's best team?"
"Yes."
"How much did you have to pay?"
"I believe Uncle Jacob paid two dollars."
"He must be crazy to pay two dollars for a ride. Why, he's almost a pauper."
"I think that is his business, Percy. As to being a pauper, I don't believe he will ever be that."
"Don't be too sure of it. Why, he told father he had only five hundred dollars. How long do you think that's going to last him if he throws away his money on carriage rides?"
"It's only for once, and, as I said, that isn't our business."
"I don't know about that, either. When he has spent all his money he'll be coming upon father to support him."
"I don't believe he will," said Bert, to whom it was disagreeable to hear the kind old man spoken of slightingly.