“Oh, you get used to it,” answered Sanger. “Besides, it’s handy for your meals. If we went to Mrs. Freer’s I suppose we’d have to walk about three blocks to get anything to eat.”
“I think she’d take you to board if you wanted her to,” said Hansel.
“How much?”
“I don’t know, but I guess she’d do it as cheap as anyone, and she’s a mighty good cook too. I know that because I’ve eaten there.”
“Maybe she’d rent for less now that it’s so late?” suggested Sanger.
“I don’t believe so,” replied Harry carelessly. “You see, there aren’t many rooms vacant around town now. And, anyhow, this room of hers is worth three.”
“Maybe, but we couldn’t pay that much, could we, Evan?”
“We wouldn’t care to,” said Shill cautiously.
“Maybe if you saw the room you would, though,” Hansel volunteered. “You wouldn’t want to drop around there this evening, I suppose, and look at it? We could go along with you and introduce you.”