“Every step,” said Howard, proudly. “You see, money isn’t very plenty with us, and I told mother I didn’t mind walking. I got a lift for a few miles the first day, so I haven’t walked quite all the way.”
“You and I seem to be situated pretty much the same way,” said Harry. “I have no father, and we have hard work to get along.”
“You seem like a tiptop fellow. I think I shall like you.”
“The same to you,” said Harry, smiling. “I am glad you are coming to Greenville to live.”
Harry was sincere enough in his words, so far as his impressions about the boy went, but when he reflected that through him he was likely to lose his place he felt a little troubled.
“Look here!” said Howard, suddenly; “will you lose your place if uncle takes me into his store?”
“I don’t think he will need two boys,” replied Harry, soberly.
“Then I’d better see if I can’t find a place somewhere else. I don’t want to take away your place, if you are poor and need the money uncle pays you.”
“I do need it, but I guess something else will turn up for me. You are Mr. Mead’s nephew, and ought to have it.”
“I hope we shall be friends, at any rate,” said Howard, warmly.