"How much farther have we to go?" I asked, when I judged that the five minutes had expired.
"Only a short distance; but we are going towards the river all the time."
"We passed a hotel just now."
"That is not the one I stop at when I am here. The prices are too high for me. I have money enough, but you know a young man ought to be economical on principle."
I thought this was very good logic, and I fully subscribed to it; for, though I had almost a hundred dollars in my pocket, I wished to save as much as possible of it. Mr. Lynchpinne turned down a cross street, and presently stopped before a large two-story frame house, the lower part of which was a shop of some kind; but it was closed. On the outside of the building there was a flight of stairs leading to the second story.
"We will go up here and inquire about the prayer-meeting," said my new friend. "It won't take but a moment."
"Very well; but don't be long. I will wait here till you come down."
"No; come up."
"I had just as lief wait here."
"But this is the place where we shall sleep. A friend of mine lets out some rooms here to lodgers. We can sleep here for fifty cents each, and it would cost a dollar at the hotel."