Tony hung back.
Won’t you be ashamed to have me seen with you in these clothes?” he asked.
Not a bit. Besides, you will soon be in better trim. Come along, Tony.”
They went down together, and entered the breakfast room. A considerable number of persons were there. Several stared in surprise at Tony as he entered and took his seat. Our hero noticed it, and it made him nervous.
Do you see how they look at me?” he said.
Don’t let it affect your appetite, Tony,” said his friend. “When you appear among them again you will have no reason to feel ashamed.”
A speech which Tony heard from a neighboring table did not serve to reassure him.
An overdressed lady of fifty said to a tall, angular young lady, her daughter:
“Elvira, do you see that very common-looking boy at the next table?”
“Yes, ma.”