Tony went into the hotel—went up to a small chamber that had been assigned him, changed his clothes for a handsome suit in his bundle, took a handsome gold watch and chain from his pocket and displayed them on his vest, and then came down again.
As he entered the yard again, Sam stared in amazement.
"It can't be you, Tony!" he said. "Where'd you get them clothes, and that watch?"
"I came by them honestly, Sam."
"But I can't understand it," said Sam, scratching his head. "Ain't you poor, and out of work?"
"I'm out of work, but not poor. I've been adopted by a rich gentleman, and am going to sail for Europe on Saturday."
"Cracky! who ever heard the like? Wouldn't he adopt me, too?"
"I believe there is no vacancy," said Tony, smiling.
"Was that the reason you wouldn't take my place?"
"One reason."