“Did he favor your coming?”
“No; he was very much opposed to it.”
“Perhaps I ought not to take such a liberty, but I begin to agree with you about your being a fool to leave such prospects behind you.”
“Oh, I am not offended. It is true enough.”
“I suppose you haven’t prospered, then,” said Hector.
“Prospered? Look at me! Do you see how shabby I am?”
Gregory certainly did look shabby. His clothes were soiled and frayed, and he had the appearance of a young tramp.
“That isn’t the worst of it,” he added, bitterly. “I have spent my last cent, and am penniless.”
“That is bad, certainly. Did you lose any of it in there?” said Hector, indicating the gaming house.
“I have lost full half of it there,” answered Gregory. “This morning I found myself reduced to four bits—”