"Do you doubt my word?" blustered Luke, who had regained courage
now that he had ascertained the real object of Harry's visit and
that it had no connection with him.
"I won't express any opinion on that subject," answered Harry; "but
there's an old saying that a 'bird in the hand's worth two in the
bush.'"
"I hate old sayings."
"Some of them contain a great deal of truth."
"What a fool I was to pay him that five dollars!" thought Luke,
regretfully. "If I hadn't been such a simpleton, I should have found
out what brought him here, before throwing away nearly all I had."
This was the view Luke took of paying his debts. He regarded it
as money thrown away. Apparently, a good many young men are of a
similar opinion. This was not, however, according to Harry's code,
and was never likely to be. He believed in honesty and integrity.
If he hadn't, I should feel far less confidence in his ultimate
success.
"I think I must leave you," said Harry, rising. "The professor may
need me."
"Do you like him? Have you got a good place?"
"Yes, I like him. He is a very pleasant man."
"How does it pay?"
"Pretty well."
"I wouldn't mind trying it myself. Do you handle all the money?"
"I take the money at the door."
"I suppose you might keep back a dollar or so, every night, and
he'd never know the difference."
"I don't know. I never thought about that," said Harry, dryly.
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