The street urchin stood still, gazing after him. There were tears in
the light blue eyes, and a choking sensation in the thin little throat.
"He must be one of them missionaries I once heard tell of," was Pep's
thought. "They said they went around doing good, and that's what he's
doing. Six cents for something to eat, and a dime to buy papers with!
That's the best luck I've had in five years. If I don't make a quarter
by nine o'clock I'm no good. And I'll never steal again--I won't--as
sure as my name is Pep Clover."
CHAPTER XVII.
GETTING ACQUAINTED.
When Richard reached Williams & Mann's he found Frank Massanet already
hard at work. He had told the stock-clerk of the robbery in Park Row,
and now he related its sequel in the shape of the incident of the
morning.
"Well, maybe you did right," said Frank; "although the majority of the
street boys are not to be trusted beyond sight. You will find out by
this evening if the boy's word is worth anything."
"I think I can trust that boy," replied Richard. "I believe he was
truly penitent. My treating him as I did may be the making of him."
Williams & Mann employed in their various departments between fifteen
and twenty clerks. They were mostly young fellows, and outside of a
tendency to play practical jokes, because he was a new-comer, they
treated Richard very well, and the boy was, with one exception, on
good terms all round.
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