His glance fell upon
Hector, who was quietly looking on, and not without a sense of
enjoyment.
It often happens that we greet cordially those for whom we have even
a feeling of aversion when we meet them unexpectedly away from our
usual haunts. Jim, who was beginning to regret that circumstances
had forced him to leave the serene sanctuary of Smith Institute,
since now he would be under the necessity of making his own living,
was glad to see our hero.
"Is it you, Roscoe?" he said, eagerly.
"Yes," answered Hector, coolly.
"What are you doing?"
"Walking about the city, just at present."
"Suppose we go together."
Hector hardly knew how to refuse, and the two boys kept down
Broadway in company.
"You're surprised to see me, ain't you?" asked Jim.
"Rather so."
"You see, I got tired of the school. I're been there three years, so
I told my uncle I would come to New York and see if I couldn't get
work."
"I hope you may succeed," said Hector, for he would not allow his
dislikes to carry him too far.
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