? ? ? ? When Rodney had eaten his supper he felt that he could have eaten more, but the craving was satisfied and he felt relieved.
? ? ? ? He looked around him with some curiosity, for he had never been in such a motley gathering before. There were perhaps one hundred and fifty boys recruited from the street, to about all of whom except himself the term street Arab might be applied.
? ? ? ? The majority of them had the shrewd and good humored Celtic face. Many of them were fun loving and even mischievous, but scarcely any were really bad.
? ? ? ? Naturally Rodney, with his good clothes, attracted attention. The boys felt that he was not one of them, and they had a suspicion that he felt above them.
? ? ? ? "Get on to de dude!" remarked one boy, who was loosely attired in a ragged shirt and tattered trousers.
? ? ? ? "He means me, Mike," said Rodney with a smile.
? ? ? ? "I say, Patsy Glenn, what do you mean by callin' me friend Rodney a dude?" demanded Mike angrily.
? ? ? ? "Coz he's got a dandy suit on."
? ? ? ? "What if he has? Wouldn't you wear one like it if you could!"
? ? ? ? "You bet!"
? ? ? ? "Then just let him alone! He's just got back from de inauguration.
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