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be bought so cheap. "For Heaven's sake, hush!" said Abner, nervously. "One of the professors is inside, and I am afraid he'll come out and hear you. Here's the fifty cents." "That won't go down, Mr. Blodgett," said Sam. "How much of my money have you got left?" By this time the policeman was within hearing distance. Sam saw him now, and determined to press his claim vigorously. "I'll complain to that policeman," he said, "if you don't give up my money." "Hush!" said Abner. "Wait till he goes by, and we'll arrange it." "No, we won't," said Sam, stoutly. "Do you want me to call him?" The policeman was now passing them. He glanced casually at the pair, rather to the discomfort of Abner, whose face was not wholly unknown to the force. "What do you say?" demanded Sam, in a significant tone. "I'll lend you five dollars," said Abner, desperately. "It's all I've got now." "Hand it over, then," said Sam, who had not expected to get back so much of the stolen property. Abner drew out a bill from his pocket, and passed it over. "Is that all you've got left, Mr. Blodgett?" asked Sam. "Don't call me Blodgett. It isn't my name. I told you my name was John Wharton, of Harvard College." "You said Warburton five minutes since," said Sam, dryly. "You didn't understand me," said Abner, rather embarrassed. "The names sound alike." "I don't believe any of the names belong to you. Now, when are you going to pay the rest of that money?" "I told you I knew nothing of your money," said Abner. "Then why did you give me that five dollars back?" "Out of charity." "Then I wish you'd give me a little more out of charity." "I have only enough to get me back to Cambridge." "By the way, Mr. Blodgett," said Sam, slyly, "what do you use to make your mustache grow so quick?" "Nothing at all. What makes you ask?" "When I saw you two days ago you had none. It's grown pretty well for so short a time." "I can't stop talking with you any longer. I must go out to Cambridge. I have a recitation in Latin in two hours." "May I go out with you? I would like to see the college." "Can't see it to-day," said Abner. "It isn't open to the public on Saturday." "That's strange. I can go to Cambridge, can't I?" "If you want to; but there isn't anything to see except the college." "He don't want me to find him out," thought Sam. "I'm bound to go if he goes." "I guess I'll go," he said, quietly. "Come
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