Nick bought his paper next, and Patsy joined him.
They went slowly to a corner of the waiting-room, and sat down.
“Well?” said Nick, as he unfolded the paper, and began to read about the death of the Rev. Mr. Judson.
“Well,” repeated Patsy, “there’s nobody around now who was here when we came.”
“I thought not.”
Nick read for a moment, and then remarked:
“That’s an honest newsboy.”
“Yes,” returned Patsy, who had heard the talk about the forgotten change.
“The man he spoke to was on the platform when we arrived.”
“He was.”