“You’ll do,” said the street boy. “You’ve got your eye-teeth cut.”
“I think I shall need to learn in this city,” thought Tom, “where even the boys in the street try to swindle me.”
CHAPTER XVIII
A MIDNIGHT ADVENTURE.
TOM STROLLED about the lower part of the city, keeping his eyes wide open. He must have walked several miles, but he did not feel tired. There was so much to see, and everything was so different from the quiet villages in which he had lived hitherto, that he was delighted and fascinated.
“I wonder if I couldn’t get a place here?” thought our hero.
He determined to see the city pretty thoroughly, and then decide.
A little before five o’clock he went back to the hotel. He sat in the reading-room, reading the papers, till six o’clock, when Livingston entered.
“How long have you been here, Temple?” he asked.