I make it a practice to
accommodate my customers by trusting them for a month or two, if they
want it. But Luke Harrison isn't one to be trusted."
"I should say not."
"If young Walton wants to get an overcoat on credit, I shan't object.
I judge something by looks, and I am sure he is honest."
"Well, good night, Mr. Merrill. You'll have my coat done soon?"
"Yes, Mr. Tudor. It shall be ready for you to-morrow."
Maurice Tudor left the tailor's shop, revolving a new idea which
had just entered his mind. Now he remembered that he had at home
and excellent overcoat which he had worn the previous winter, but
which was now too small for him. He had no younger brother to wear
it, nor in his circumstances was such economy necessary. As well
as he could judge by observing Harry's figure, it would be an
excellent fit for him. Why should he not give it to him?
The opportunity came. On his way home he overtook our hero, plunged
in thought. In fact, he was still occupied with the problem of the
needed overcoat.
"Good evening, Harry," said young Tudor.
"Good evening, Mr. Tudor," answered Harry. "Are you going back to
the city soon?"
"In the course of a week or two. Mr. Leavitt's son is in a store
in Boston, is he not?"
"Yes. I have taken his place in the shop."
"By the way, I saw you in Merrill's this evening."
"Yes; I was pricing an overcoat."
"I bought this one in Boston just before I came away.
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