“Thirty dollars!” exclaimed the tramp, aghast. “Do you think I’m made of money?”
“Look at the quality, my good friend.”
“Why, I may not want the things for more than a week.”
“Then I’ll tell you what I’ll do. If you only use them a week, you shall bring them back, and I will pay you back twenty-five dollars; that is,” the old man added, cautiously, “if you don’t hurt ’em too much.”
“That’s better,” said Rudolph. “I’ll try them on.”
He went into an inner room provided for the purpose, and soon came out entirely transformed. In addition to the drab suit, a gray wig had been supplied.
The old man laughed heartily.
How does thee like it?” he asked.
Capital,” said Rudolph. “Would you know me?”
“I wouldn’t dream it was you. But, Mr. Rugg, there’s one thing you mustn’t forget.”