"But they won't annoy me. Please think of me as a friend."
"Then I will tell you. I have a brother three years older than I am, who earns six dollars a week. He has been sick for two weeks, and my mother misses his wages. You know I only get two dollars and a half a week."
"That is very small."
"Some of the stores pay more, but Mr. Little never pays more than that to a cash boy. Next week our rent comes due, and as we have a strict landlord, I am afraid he will put us out when he finds mother is not ready with the rent."
"I am sorry for you, Willie," said Scott, in a tone of sympathy. "Have you no friend you can call upon for a loan?"
"Our friends are as poor as ourselves."
"When does your rent come due?"
"Next Saturday."
"I will think whether I can do anything for you, I will see you again to-morrow."