“Why, I only paid five for all those other books.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes; and here is the receipt.”

“Hum! Then I’ll let you have this lot for the same price.”

“Make it three dollars and I’ll see if I can use them.”

The hotel keeper consented after some talking, and Frank dusted off the books, and began to examine them. The majority were of small value, but he saw several he fancied might bring in some money.

“I’ll risk taking them,” he said, at last. “I’ll pay you now, and take them away when I take the others.”

“All right, Hardy. But you can’t leave them here too long, or I’ll make you pay storage,” returned the hotel keeper.


CHAPTER XVII
A CURIOUS HAPPENING