The cold was such that no one stopped to give them anything, except that one young man dropped ten cents in Phil's hand as he hurried by, on his way home.
At length they reached the ferry.

The passengers were not so many in number as usual.

The cabin was so warm and comfortable that they remained on board for two or three trips, playing each time.

In this way they obtained about thirty cents more.

They would have remained longer, but that one of the deck hands asked, "How many times are you going across for two cents ?" and this made them think it prudent to go.
When six o'clock came Giacomo asked Phil, who acted as treasurer, how much money they had.
"Two dollars," answered Phil.
"That is only one dollar for each." "Yes, Giacomo." "Then we shall be beaten," said the little boy, with a sigh.
"I am afraid so." "And get no supper." "Yes," said Phil; "unless," he added, "we get some supper now." "With this money ?" asked Giacomo, startled at the boldness of the suggestion.
"Yes; we shall be beaten at any rate.