"You can see almost as well in the gallery," said Conrad. "I'll give you fifty cents, if you insist upon it."
"I insist upon having my share of the money spent for a seat," said Ben, contemptuously. "You can sit where you please, of course."
"You ain't very obliging," said Conrad sullenly. "I need the money, and that's what made me propose it. As you've made so much fuss about it, we'll take orchestra seats."
This he did, though unwillingly.
"I don't think I shall ever like that boy," thought Ben. "He's a little too mean."
They both enjoyed the play, Ben perhaps with the most zest, for he had never before attended a city theater. At eleven o'clock the curtain fell, and they went out.
"Come, Ben," said Conrad, "you might treat a fellow to soda water."
"I will," answered Ben. "Where shall we go?"
"Just opposite. They've got fine soda water across the street."
The boys drank their soda water, and started to go home.