"Do you wear the same clothes you've got on now?"
"No, I guess not. I've got a little Lord Fauntleroy suit of black velvet, with kid gloves and all the fixin's. But you ain't told me where you live yet."
"I live in Syracuse. My father's one of the most prominent citizens of that city."
"Is it the man you was walkin' with?"
"Yes; there he is sitting on that bench."
"He ain't much to look at. You look just like him."
"Really, I think you are the most impudent boy I ever met!" said Edgar with asperity.
"Why, what have I said? I only told you you looked like him."
"Yes, but you said he wasn't much to look at!"
"I guess he's rich, and that's better than good looks."