"I shouldn't think it was," said Tony.
"You're a good lad—an excellent lad. You see how poor I am."
"Of course I do, and I'm sorry for you. I would help you, only I am very poor myself."
"Have you got any money?" asked Ben, with interest.
"I've got five cents," answered Tony, laughing. "I hope you've got more than that."
"A little more—a very little more," said Ben, cautiously.
The old miser began to consider whether he couldn't charge Tony five cents for his lodging, but sighed at the recollection that Tony had already paid for it in advance by giving him a supper.
When eight o'clock came the miser suggested going to bed.
"I haven't any lights," he said; "candles cost so much. Besides, a body's better off in bed."