"It's along time to look ahead, I know," he added quickly, for not in words would he acknowledge the possibility of the end.
"I should think so," Charley answered, his eyes on the bright sun and the soft snow on the trees beyond the window.
The tailor snatched up a pattern and figured on it for a moment.

Then he handed it to Charley.

"Will that do ?" he asked with anxious, acquisitive look, his yellow eyes blinking hard.
Charley looked at it musingly, then said "Yes, if you give me a room here." "I meant board and lodging too," said Louis Trudel with an outburst of eager generosity, for, as it was, he had offered about one-half of what Charley was worth to him.
Charley nodded.

"Very well, that will do," he said, and took off his coat and went to work.

For a long time they worked silently.