"Everybody likes him; but he is also a friend of John Holman."
"It seems to me that society is rather mixed here."
"We don't judge each other by clothes or a good bank account," said Gerald, manfully.
"I do. I prefer to associate with those who are in my own social position."
"Abel appears to be a snob," thought Gerald. "I am sure I sha'n't like him."
On their way through the village they passed a drug-store.
"I suppose no soda water is to be had in a town like this," said Abel, with a quiet smile.
"Yes; we can get some in the drug-store. If you will come in I shall be glad to offer you some."
"I don't mind," replied Abel, who seldom declined a treat.
They entered the store and were speedily supplied. Gerald drew a dollar bill from his vest-pocket and paid the bill.