"At the Ohio Hotel. But I don't mean to stay. I'm lookin' out some first-class boardin'-house, where they don't charge mor'n five dollars a week."
"You haven't found one yet?"
"No."
"Come here and room with me."
"Don't you pay but five dollars?"
"Rather more," said Mordaunt, laughing.
"I only get five dollars a week for my valuable services," said Tom. "I pay that for board, and get my clothes with the balance. If I hadn't a fortune of ten dollars to fall back upon, I'd have to go without."
"Yes."
"Then," said the young man, "come and board with me, and it sha'n't cost you a cent. I'll have another bed put into the bedroom, and we'll make ourselves as comfortable as we can."
"Do you mean it?" asked Tom, incredulously.
"Certainly."
"And you'll pay my board for the sake of my agreeable society?"
"Just so," answered his companion.
"Then you're a tip-top feller, and I won't refuse such a good offer."
"Good! That's settled, then," said the young man, with satisfaction. "Now I'll tell you my reasons for making you such an offer. I am an orphan2, and with no near relations, except an uncle in Canada, with whose family I am little acquainted. I inherited from my father, who died just as I reached the age of twenty-one, a fortune of one hundred thousand dollars."
"Whew!" said our hero; "that's a big pile of money."
"It was too large for me. It took away my ambition and energy; and though for two years I have been in a law office, pretending to study law, I have wasted my time in drinking among unworthy companions. The fact is, I am of a sociable3 disposition4, and I found my room lonely. Now I want to turn over a new leaf, give up drinking, and devote myself more to study."
"I want to study, too," said Tom. "I'm as ignorant as a horse. I'll have to study some evenings."
"I'll teach you," said Mordaunt. "We'll spend our evenings that way, instead of in bar-rooms."
"All right," said our hero. "That suits me. But I ought not to let you pay my board."
"I can well afford it. My money is securely invested, and brings me in six thousand dollars a year clear."
"I shall have to work from now till I'm a gray-haired old patriarch before I earn six thousand dollars," said Tom, comically.
Mordaunt laughed.
"I hope it isn't so bad as that," he said. "Well, do you agree?"
"Yes, if you put it in that way."
"You are very kind to me," said our hero, changing his tone and speaking earnestly. "I am a poor boy, and don't know much. I'm afraid you'll be ashamed of introducing me to your friends."
"Friends! I have no friends that care for me. They care for my money, and are jolly enough; but, if I needed help, they wouldn't give it. I don't know why it is, but I like you. You saved my life this morning, and I would rather have you live with me than any one I know. So, when your clothes are dry, go round to the hotel, and bring your trunk here."
"I haven't got any trunk," said Tom. "I wouldn't have any use for one. I've got a carpet-bag."
"Very well. Bring that. Now you must do me a favor."
"All right. Only if it's to lend you a hundred dollar bill, I'm afraid I couldn't do it."
"I hope some time you will be rich enough to grant such favor; but that isn't the favor I meant."
"What is it?"
"You must let me buy you some more clothes."
Tom was about to object, but Mordaunt continued:
"Remember, I've got more money than I know what to do with. I owe you something for the wetting I exposed you to."
"I won't resist very hard," said Tom. "I s'pose you want your guardian to look respectable."
Later in the day, when their clothes were dry, Mordaunt took Tom to a fashionable clothing store, and bought him two suits of clothes, of handsome cloth and stylish6 cut, and, in addition, purchased him a sufficient stock of under-clothing. He also ordered a trunk to be sent up to the room. Then, it being time, they went home to supper. Mordaunt had already spoken to Mrs. White about receiving our hero as a boarder. Of course she was very ready to do so.
Tom felt, at first, a little embarrassed, but this feeling soon wore away. He was not a guest, but a boarder, and was addressed by the landlady7 and the boarders as Mr. Grey. He came near laughing the first time he was called by this name, but soon got used to it.
It was a first-class boarding-house. There were some dozen boarders, all of ample means. As Tom looked around him, and remembered that only a short time previous he had been a New York street-boy and bootblack, he could hardly believe that the change was permanent.
"What would they think if they knowed what I was?" he thought.
Next to him at table sat an elderly young lady, who was not in the habit of receiving attentions from gentlemen of marriageable age, and was therefore inclined to notice those more youthful.
"Do you like the opera, Mr. Grey?" she asked.
"Do you?" asked Tom, who had never heard an opera in his life.
New York bootblacks seldom attend such classic entertainments. They prefer the old Bowery entertainments.
"I dote upon it," said Miss Green, enthusiastically.
"So do I," said Tom, much to Mordaunt's amusement.
"What is your favorite opera?" asked Miss Green.
"I haven't got any favorite," said Tom, who thought this the best answer, as he did not know the name of any.
"I think Trovatore splendid."
"It's tip-top."
"That's a gentleman's word," said Miss Green, laughing. "I am glad you agree with me. Do you sing yourself?"
"A little," said Tom. "Shall I come and sing under your window to-night?"
There was a general laugh at this offer.
"Oh, do!" said Miss Green. "Do you often serenade ladies?"
"I used to, but I had to give it up."
"Why, Mr. Grey?"
"Because it was taken for a cat-concert, and people used to throw bottles at me. I couldn't stand that."
"I'll promise not to throw any bottles at you, Mr. Grey."
"I'll let you know when I'm comin'," said Tom. "My voice ain't in order just at present. When it is, I'll do my best to keep you awake."
"Really, Gilbert," said Mordaunt, when they had left the table, and returned to their room, "you got up quite a flirtation8 with Miss Green. It will be a good match for you. She's got money, and isn't more than twice as old as you are."
"But when I got to be fifty she'd be a hundred," said Tom. "I guess I'll leave her for you."
"She has tried her fascinations9 on me already," said Mordaunt; "but she soon concluded there wasn't any chance, and gave it up. She'll be wanting you to take her to the opera, as you dote upon it so much."
"The only opera house I ever went to was in the Bowery."
"That's what I thought. Now, how shall we spend the evening?"
"Suppose we take a walk, and then come and study."
"A good plan. What would you like to study?"
"I can't read or write very well. I don't know much."
"We will stop at a bookstore on our way and buy such books as you want. Then I'll give you lessons."
While walking, a flashily-dressed young man recognizing Mordaunt, stepped up and slapped him on the shoulder.
"I can't, Dacres. I've got an engagement with my friend here."
"Sorry for it. Won't he come, too?"
"No; he's young. I don't care to take him among such wild fellows as you."
"The last time I played billiards with Dacres he won a hundred dollars of me," said Mordaunt, as they passed on. "It might have been so to-night; but, now I have your company, I am safe."
On reaching home Tom spent an hour and a half in study, Mordaunt assisting him. The young man became interested in his task, and went to bed much better satisfied with himself.
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