“That's inconvenient,” he remarked.
“I should say it was. You couldn't lend me a couple of dollars, could you?”
“I don't think I could.”
Tom looked disappointed.
“How much do you get?” he asked.
“Six dollars a week.”
“That's pretty good, for a boy like you. I wish you'd take a room with me. It would come cheaper.”
“I shall stay where I am for the present,” said Grant.
He did not care to mention, unless he were asked, that he was making his home at the house of Mr. Reynolds, as it might either lead to a call from Tom, whom he did not particularly care to introduce to his new friends, or might lead to a more pressing request for a loan.
“Where are you boarding?” asked Grant, after a pause.