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I couldn't keep away from the cards. Of course, you can't understand that; gambling was the only thing that could amuse me. Then I began to mortgage my bonds, very little at first. Oh, I went slow! Then I got to selling them. Well, somehow, they all went. For a time I got along by the work at the paint-shop. But they have let me out now; said I was so irregular.
He had light brown hair and hazel grey eyes, and his clothes were of many colours, being thickly encrusted with paint, the result of the unskillful manner in which he did his work, for he had only been at the trade about a year. Some of the men had nicknamed him 'the walking paint-shop', a title which Bert accepted good-humouredly. This boy was an orphan.
Whilst he was doing this work Rushton came in and greeted him in a very friendly way. 'I'm very glad you let me know about the boy working in that paint-shop, he observed after a few preliminary remarks. 'I can assure you as I don't want the lad to be uncomfortable, but you know I can't attend to everything myself.
By Saturday morning he had spent seventy-five cents for food. When the paint-shop gave him enough work it was Vandover's custom to buy a week's commutation ticket at a certain restaurant. He never ate at the hotel; it was too expensive. By the commutation system he could buy two dollars and twenty-five cents' worth of meals for two dollars, paying in tickets at each meal.
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