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And
then
,
his
feet
sinking
in
the
soft
nap
of
the
carpet
,
his
hand
in
one
pocket
clutching
the
money
,
he
felt
as
if
he
could
squeal
or
laugh
out
loud
.
Why
,
thirty-five
cents
--
and
for
a
little
service
like
that
.
This
man
had
given
him
a
quarter
and
the
other
a
dime
and
he
had
n't
done
anything
at
all
.
He
hurried
from
the
car
at
the
bottom
--
the
strains
of
the
orchestra
once
more
fascinated
him
,
the
wonder
of
so
well-dressed
a
throng
thrilling
him
--
and
made
his
way
to
the
bench
from
which
he
had
first
departed
.
And
following
this
he
had
been
called
to
carry
the
three
bags
and
two
umbrellas
of
an
aged
farmer-like
couple
,
who
had
engaged
a
parlor
,
bedroom
and
bath
on
the
fifth
floor
.
En
route
they
kept
looking
at
him
,
as
he
could
see
,
but
said
nothing
.
Yet
once
in
their
room
,
and
after
he
had
promptly
turned
on
the
lights
near
the
door
,
lowered
the
blinds
and
placed
the
bags
upon
the
bag
racks
,
the
middle-aged
and
rather
awkward
husband
--
a
decidedly
solemn
and
bewhiskered
person
--
studied
him
and
finally
observed
:
"
Young
fella
,
you
seem
to
be
a
nice
,
brisk
sort
of
boy
--
rather
better
than
most
we
've
seen
so
far
,
I
must
say
.
"
"
I
certainly
do
n't
think
that
hotels
are
any
place
for
boys
,
"
chirped
up
the
wife
of
his
bosom
--
a
large
and
rotund
person
,
who
by
this
time
was
busily
employed
inspecting
an
adjoining
room
.
"
I
certainly
would
n't
want
any
of
my
boys
to
work
in
'em
--
the
way
people
act
.
"
"
But
here
,
young
man
,
"
went
on
the
elder
,
laying
off
his
overcoat
and
fishing
in
his
trousers
pocket
.
"
You
go
down
and
get
me
three
or
four
evening
papers
if
there
are
that
many
and
a
pitcher
of
ice
-
water
,
and
I
'll
give
you
fifteen
cents
when
you
get
back
.
"
"
This
hotel
's
better
'n
the
one
in
Omaha
,
Pa
,
"
added
the
wife
sententiously
.
"
It
's
got
nicer
carpets
and
curtains
.
"
And
as
green
as
Clyde
was
,
he
could
not
help
smiling
secretly
.
Openly
,
however
,
he
preserved
a
masklike
solemnity
,
seemingly
effacing
all
facial
evidence
of
thought
,
and
took
the
change
and
went
out
.
And
in
a
few
moments
he
was
back
with
the
ice-water
and
all
the
evening
papers
and
departed
smilingly
with
his
fifteen
cents
.
But
this
,
in
itself
,
was
but
a
beginning
in
so
far
as
this
particular
evening
was
concerned
,
for
he
was
scarcely
seated
upon
the
bench
again
,
before
he
was
called
to
room
529
,
only
to
be
sent
to
the
bar
for
drinks
--
two
ginger
ales
and
two
syphons
of
soda
--
and
this
by
a
group
of
smartly-dressed
young
men
and
girls
who
were
laughing
and
chattering
in
the
room
,
one
of
whom
opened
the
door
just
wide
enough
to
instruct
him
as
to
what
was
wanted
.
But
because
of
a
mirror
over
the
mantel
,
he
could
see
the
party
and
one
pretty
girl
in
a
white
suit
and
cap
,
sitting
on
the
edge
of
a
chair
in
which
reclined
a
young
man
who
had
his
arm
about
her
.
Clyde
stared
,
even
while
pretending
not
to
.
And
in
his
state
of
mind
,
this
sight
was
like
looking
through
the
gates
of
Paradise
.
Here
were
young
fellows
and
girls
in
this
room
,
not
so
much
older
than
himself
,
laughing
and
talking
and
drinking
even
--
not
ice-cream
sodas
and
the
like
,
but
such
drinks
no
doubt
as
his
mother
and
father
were
always
speaking
against
as
leading
to
destruction
,
and
apparently
nothing
was
thought
of
it
.
