"Look here, young chap," said Andy, "what made you tell me that was the Merchants' Bank?" "Isn't it?" asked the bootblack, with a grin.

"No, I tell you!" "Coward," hissed the bootblack.

I slep' with Buck the bootblack that night, an' nex' mornin', early, I started out in the country.

"Shine 'em so's yer can see yer face in 'em?" urged the bootblack.

Still a part of its pavement remained and appeared gloriously obstructed by an arch of triumph near whose weatherbeaten stone base were working barefooted bootblacks wearing the scarlet fez.