"Your face speaks for you. I want no other thanks."
"I don't know what they will say at the hotel. They will think I am putting on style for a bell-boy."
"I want some one to share my good fortune. I believe it is the best way to show my gratitude to Providence. As Cousin John has done something for your new friend, Mr. Benton, I will follow his example. Here are twenty-five dollars, which you may give him with my best wishes."
"This gives me even more pleasure than the watch," said Rupert, with radiant face. "I wish you could see how much happiness your gift will carry to a worthy family."
"I will call with you and make their acquaintance some day."
The evening passed pleasantly, and it was with a happy heart that Rupert returned to his humble home. That is, it seemed humble compared with the fine house in which he had spent the evening.
It was not until the next night that he was able to call on his friends in Bleecker Street.
He toiled up to the fifth floor, and knocked at the door.