"All right! We'll soon be travelling together where there are no Fogsons."
"I hope so," and Jed went down stairs with new life in his step.
CHAPTER IX. JED LEAVES THE POORHOUSE.
At eight o'clock Harry Bertram was summoned to breakfast in the private sitting-room of Mr. and Mrs. Fogson. In spite of the poor fare of which the paupers complained the Fogsons took care themselves to have appetizing meals, and the well-spread table looked really attractive.
"Sit down here, Mr. Bertram," said Mrs. Fogson, pointing to a seat. The place opposite was vacant, as the heads of the table were occupied by Mr. and Mrs. Fogson.
"Mrs. Fogson," said the actor, "I am going to ask a favor."
"What is it?" returned the lady, wreathing her features into a frosty smile.
"I see the seat opposite me is unoccupied. Will you oblige me by letting the boy Jed take it?"