Livingston walked up and settled it.
“I made something by paying for supper instead of dinner,” he said, showing his teeth. “But, to make it even, I’ll pay for breakfast too.”
“No, thank you,” said Tom. “I don’t like that way. We will eat together, if you wish it, but we will each pay his own bill.”
“Oh, just as you like. It will save me something,” said Livingston carelessly.
“How are you going to spend the evening?” he asked as they were going up-stairs.
“I shall stay in the hotel. I am tired, and shall go to bed early.”
“I shall probably go to some theater,” said Livingston. “Won’t you join me?”
“I guess not,” said Tom.
“Then good-night. I suppose you will be asleep when I come in.”
“Good-night.”