“Sho! you don’t say so. Well, that’s a pity. Why, I’ve got forty-’leven cousins and a mother-in-law to boot. I’ll sell her cheap.”
“Never mind!” said Tony.
“I’ll tell you what,” said the peddler, “I feel interested in you. I’ll take you round with me for a day or two, and maybe I can get you a place. What do you say?”
“Yes, and thank you,” said Tony.
Then it’s settled. Gee up, Dobbin!”
CHAPTER XIII
TONY GETS A PLACE
Toward the close of the next day the tin peddler halted in front of a country tavern.
I’m going to stay here overnight,” he said.
Maybe they’ll let me sleep in the barn,” said Tony.