"I shan't ask him," said Joshua, shortly. "I'll go without first."
"Don't you like him?"
"No, I don't. He's a mean fellow."
Nichols was privately of the opinion that the term described Joshua himself much more aptly, but did not express his opinion.
CHAPTER XVI. JOSHUA TRIES KEEPING STORE.
The more Joshua thought it over, the more convinced he was that a large sum of money was likely to come to him through the lottery, if he could only manage to raise money enough to buy a ticket. But the problem of how to get the necessary five dollars he was as far as ever from solving.
While in this state of mind he happened one day to be in the store at noon, and alone. Nichols, the head clerk, wished to go to dinner, and was only waiting for Walter to get back from an errand.
"I wish Walter would hurry up," he grumbled. "My dinner will get cold."