The next day they withdrew the money from the bank, and, when
business got a little slack, in the afternoon set out in search of
a clothing store. Dick knew enough of the city to be able to find a
place where a good bargain could be obtained. He was determined that
Fosdick should have a good serviceable suit, even if it took all the
money they had. The result of their search was that for twenty-three
dollars Fosdick obtained a very neat outfit, including a couple of
shirts, a hat, and a pair of shoes, besides a dark mixed suit, which
appeared stout and of good quality.
"Shall I send the bundle home?" asked the salesman, impressed by the
off-hand manner in which Dick drew out the money in payment for the
clothes.
"Thank you," said Dick, "you're very kind, but I'll take it home
myself, and you can allow me something for my trouble."
"All right," said the clerk, laughing; "I'll allow it on your next
purchase."
Proceeding to their apartment in Mott Street, Fosdick at once tried
on his new suit, and it was found to be an excellent fit. Dick
surveyed his new friend with much satisfaction.
"You look like a young gentleman of fortun'," he said, "and do
credit to your governor."
"I suppose that means you, Dick," said Fosdick, laughing.
"In course it does."
"You should say _of_ course," said Fosdick, who, in virtue of his
position as Dick's tutor, ventured to correct his language from time
to time.
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