"
This had not occurred to Dick, for in general the professional
boot-black considers his blacking too valuable to expend on his
own shoes or boots, if he is fortunate enough to possess a pair.
The two boys now went downstairs together. They met the same servant
who had spoken to Dick a few minutes before, but there was no
recognition.
"He don't know me," said Dick. "He thinks I'm a young swell like
you."
"What's a swell?"
"Oh, a feller that wears nobby clothes like you."
"And you, too, Dick."
"Yes," said Dick, "who'd ever have thought as I should have turned
into a swell?"
They had now got out on Broadway, and were slowly walking along the
west side by the Park, when who should Dick see in front of him, but
Johnny Nolan?
Instantly Dick was seized with a fancy for witnessing Johnny's
amazement at his change in appearance. He stole up behind him, and
struck him on the back.
"Hallo, Johnny, how many shines have you had?"
Johnny turned round expecting to see Dick, whose voice he
recognized, but his astonished eyes rested on a nicely dressed
boy (the hat alone excepted) who looked indeed like Dick, but
so transformed in dress that it was difficult to be sure of
his identity.
"What luck, Johnny?" repeated Dick.
Johnny surveyed him from head to foot in great bewilderment.
"Who be you?" he said.
"Well, that's a good one," laughed Dick; "so you don't know Dick?"
"Where'd you get all them clothes?" asked Johnny.
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