“Nine dollars a week.”
“Can you give the boy a pretty fair room?” asked Andrew Mallison. “I know yo'll like him after he has been here a while.”
“He can have a room with another boy. That lad yonder,” and the proprietor of the Grandon House pointed with his hand.
Joe looked and saw that the other lad was gentlemanly looking and rather pleasant.
“It will suit me to stay here, I think,” he said. “Anyway, I am willing to try it.”
“When can you come to work?”
“Right away—or at least, as soon as I can get my suit case from where I have been stopping.”
“Then come in after dinner and I'll tell you what to do and turn you over to my head man. Randolph, come here!”
At the call a bell boy came up.
“This is another boy who is to work here,” said Arthur Drew. “He will room with you.”