"He said he shouldn't think I would like to go out to dinner with such a shabby suit."
"We have removed that objection," said Mr. Bowen, smiling.
"Yes, sir," said Frank; "I think Victor will treat me more respectfully now when he meets me."
"The respect of such a boy is of very little importance. He judges only by the outside."
At an early hour Frank took his leave, promising to call again before long.
"Where can I send to you if you are wanted for a telegraph boy?" asked Mr. Bowen.
"A letter to me addressed to the care of Mr. O'Connor at the lodging-house will reach me," said Frank.
"Write it down for me," said the old gentleman. "You will find writing materials on yonder desk."
When Frank made his appearance at the lodging-house in his new suit, with two bundles, one containing his old clothes, and the other his extra supply of underclothing, his arrival made quite a sensation.
"Have you come into a fortun'?" asked one boy.