The men nodded coldly to each other and then the odd situation of two boys who were to travel together side by side taking leave of their parents at opposite ends of the same car developed.
Tannersville is not a large town and those who were on the platform that morning when the New York express pulled in understood the dilemma and smiled over it.

Steve and Tom were both rather relieved when the good-byes were over and the train was pulling out of the station.
"Blamed foolishness," muttered Steve as he met Tom where their bags were piled on one of the seats.
"Yes, don't they make you tired ?" agreed the other.

"Say, how much did you get ?" Steve thrust his fingers into a waistcoat pocket and drew out a carefully folded and very crisp ten-dollar bill, and Tom whistled.
"I only got seven," he said; "five from father and two from mother.

I guess that will do, though.

The only things we have to pay for are dinner and getting across New York.