"Is it?" echoed the stranger, in surprise. "Really, it's a very massive structure."
"Yes," said Sam, mistaking the word employed, "it's very massy."
"It doesn't look much like a newspaper office."
For the first time Sam began to suspect that he had been deceived, and he naturally felt in a hurry to get away.
"You go right in," he said, confidently, "and they'll attend to you inside. Now I'll go and get some breakfast."
"To be sure. You must be hungry."
The stranger walked up the massive steps, and Sam hurried away.
"I wonder what place that is, anyhow," he said to himself. "Now I've got money enough for dinner."
For a country boy Sam was getting along fast.