“But even if they haven’t,” said Hansel, “their prices are too high, aren’t they?”
“Yes,” growled Sanger. “They’re all trying to hold me up, because they know I’ve got to have a room right away. I’ve got a good mind to fool them and——”
“Live across the railroad?” asked Bert.
“No,” answered the other defiantly, “take that room at Phin’s place!”
“Well, I wouldn’t decide right away,” said Hansel soothingly. “Besides, I dare say you’re too late for Phin’s room.”
“I wish I knew,” said Sanger troubledly.
“What does Shill think about it?” Bert asked.
“Oh, he likes that room the best, but he will go wherever I say,” said Sanger carelessly. “I guess—I guess I’ll see if I can find Phin. Mrs. Freer said she’d board us for three and a half apiece, and if she’d only knock off a quarter on her room, I’d take it in a minute. And I think she would if it wasn’t for Phin. He’s making her hold out on me. I should think that he’d be glad to rent at a decent price if he’s so hard up.”
“Maybe he’s had a better offer,” Bert suggested.
Sanger moved away, looking anxious.