Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 152: what you’re looking at

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GUY HAMMERSLEY. 143 opened and in filed a procession that utterly as- tounded him. First came Mrs. Hammersley, and with her Harold, then, Ruth Farleigh and Ward. ‘‘ We called to see if you could show us some flats, ” laughed the latter. Mrs. Hammersley explained matters ina few words. The Starr Concert Company had collapsed, the gal- lant colonel had fled to parts unknown, and the members of the company found themselves left with but very little over what would pay their expenses back to New York. ‘We thought this was the best place to come to,” added Ruth. ‘‘ Ward and I will be near a steamer when we have saved up money enough to pay our passage, and then your mother wanted to be near jyou.” ‘¢And were really in earnest about the flat,” con- tinued Ward. ‘‘ You see we've decided that it would be cheaper for us all to live togetherin this way than to board. Now do you know of any furnished flat we can get for about $25 a month?” Poor Guy was overwhelmed. His stepmother looked wan and careworn, and when he thought of the luxuries that had once been hers and contrasted that period with the present when she arrived in New York almost penniless and with a little boy dependent on her, he grew sick at heart to think of his own helplessness. But on one thing he resolved upon the instant ; he would leave his luxurious quarters at the Jura and cast in his lot with the others. Hissal- ary of ten dollars a week would be a material help. Gomichboo CS (E(0) m