“Thank you; I shall be needed at home.”
“Oh, I forgot. Your time is valuable. Here, take this.”
James, with extraordinary liberality, held out five cents to Herbert.
“What is that for?” asked Herbert, puzzled, and not offering to take the money.
“For your help about the kite.”
“Oh, I wouldn't think of charging anything for that,” said Herbert, amused.
“Why not? You are poor, and I am rich.”
“I know it, but I don't want money for a trifle like that.”
“Just as you say,” said James, returning the money to his pocket, a little relieved, if the truth must be told, that the coin was not accepted, for he was naturally fond of money.
“Good morning,” said Herbert, turning to go. “If the kite gets out of order, you can call upon me any time.”