"I have thought of it, but doubt whether I should manage a business of my own judiciously. If not, I should run the risk of losing all my money. I like keeping books for my uncle, and he pays me a good salary. With this and the income from my property I can live as well as I wish without incurring any risk at all."
"I don't know but that is best," said Ben.
"Now let me speak of your own plans, Ben. Your income is six dollars a week."
"Yes, sir."
"You must regulate your expenses accordingly."
"I want to do so, Mr. Porter. How much board shall I have to pay?" asked Ben anxiously.
"I cannot tell without inquiring. There is a boarding-house on Warren Avenue, kept by a worthy lady of my acquaintance. How much do you fell able to pay?"
"I should like to have enough over to buy my clothes."
"We will see if we can manage it Get your hat and we will go to the boarding-house now."
It was a three-story brick house, such as is common in Boston. It was unusually neat for a boarding-house of medium grade, Mrs. Draper being an excellent housekeeper, with a horror of dirt.