"Where did you see him?"
"At an ice-cream saloon on Sixth Avenue. His money seems to have lasted him pretty well."
"What were you doing there?" was his father's unexpected question.
"Getting an ice cream," answered Loammi, in surprise.
"So your money seems to have lasted pretty well also," said his father.
"An ice cream costs only ten cents, pa."
"How many times have you been there within a week?"
"Once or twice, I believe," answered Loammi, wondering what his father meant by his strict cross-examination.
"Are you sure you have not been there every evening?"
"I don't think so."