Had he seen him sooner he would perhaps have walked on, and put off the ice cream. As it was, he made the best of the situation.
"How are you, Paul?" he said, cordially. "Come in and have an ice cream."
"I thought you didn't have any money?" replied Paul, surprised.
"Oh, well, my ship has come in," said Loammi, lightly.
"Then I hope you will be able to pay me the dollar you owe me."
"I will. Now let us sit down and enjoy the ice cream."
They sat down at a small table, and the ice cream was brought, with a plate of cake besides.
Paul Granger began to think Loammi was a nice fellow, after all—especially when he received back the dollar a little later on. In paying for the ice cream, Loammi got the five-dollar bill changed.
"Whew! I should think your ship had come in," exclaimed Paul. "You'll be in funds now."
"Yes, for a little while."