Folsom gave out when he had completed half the ascent.
"I'll be satisfied with the prospect from here," he said.
Meanwhile Joe kept steadily at his task.
"It will take me three hours and a half, possibly four," he said to himself, after a survey of the pile.

"I wonder what pay I shall receive." While thus employed many persons passed him.
One among them paused and accosted him.
"So you have found work already ?" he said.
Looking up, Joe recognized Harry Hogan, the man who had swindled him.
He didn't feel inclined to be very social with this man.
"Yes," said he coldly.
"Rather strange work for a first-class passenger." He envied Joe because he had traveled first-class, while he had thought himself fortunate, with the help his dishonesty gave him, in being able to come by steerage.
"It is very suitable employment for a boy who has no money," said Joe.
"How much are you going to be paid for the job ?" asked Hogan, with sudden interest, for ten dollars constituted his only remaining funds.
If his theft on shipboard had not been detected he would have been better provided.
"I don't know," said Joe shortly.
"You didn't make any bargain, then ?" "No." "What are you going to do next ?" inquired Hogan.
"I don't know," said Joe.
Hogan finally moved off.
"I hate that boy," he soliloquized.

"He puts on airs for a country boy.

So he's getting too proud to talk to me, is he?
We'll see, Mr.
Joseph Mason." Joe kept on till his task was completed, put on his coat and went into the restaurant.
It was the supper-hour.
"I've finished the job," said Joe, in a businesslike tone.
The German took a look at Joe's work.
"You did it up good," he said.

"How much you want ?" "I don't know.