Harry whistled long and expressively. Then he burst into a laugh.
“I thought I was a pretty nifty schemer, Hansel,” he said, “but you’ve got me beaten a city block. Do you think, though, that the boarding-house folks will give us options, as you call it, on their rooms?”
“Yes, because they don’t expect to rent them now after school has commenced. They’ll be glad to give us refusals of any old rooms they have left. And it won’t be necessary to ask many, I guess, because there can’t be many rooms for rent at two or three dollars that Sanger would take.”
“Well, it sounds all right the way you tell it,” said Harry, “but maybe it won’t work out just according to specifications. But we’ll try it. I’d like mighty well to see Phin and his mother comfortable. If Phin doesn’t make his scholarship in January, I guess he will be up against it for fair.”
“Yes, but I think he will make it all right. They’re letting him make up what he missed while he was out, you know. Now, how can we get hold of Sanger to-morrow?”
“Why to-morrow?” asked Harry. “Let’s go and see him this evening and take him to see the room.”
“Have you got time?” asked Hansel doubtfully.
“Time? I have more time than money! I’ll come over for you at eight, and we’ll beard Johnny in his den. By the way, have you spoken to Bert about this?”
“No,” answered Hansel.