“Selling papers, as you see.”
“You don’t mean to say you have become a common newsboy?”
“I don’t know whether I am a common or uncommon newsboy, but a newsboy I certainly am, just at present.”
“What induced you to take up such a business?”
“The necessity of making a living.”
“Why didn’t you take the money my mother offered you?”
“Because she offered it as charity. I don’t accept charity.”
“It seems to me you are poor and proud.”
“I certainly am poor, and my pride I hope is a proper one.”
“I should be too proud to sell papers in the streets,” said Randolph, emphatically.