"Well spoken, lad!" said Ezra, in a tone of approval. "I'll think over your case. Loammi, tell your mother that Scott will stay to supper."
"Thank you, sir."
Mrs. Little was as plain in appearance as her husband and son, but Scott liked her better. She appeared to have a kindly disposition, and expressed sympathy for him when she heard of his father's death.
This was in contrast to Mr. Little and Loammi, upon whom it seemed to make no impression.
"And where are you staying, Scott?" she asked, in a tone of friendly interest.
"At a hotel on the Bowery."
"How much do they charge you?" inquired Ezra Little.
"Two dollars a day."
"It is very extravagant for a boy with your small stock of money to pay such a price."