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R, I guess that band gets about two dollars. They've come in here every
evening since I've been at the hotel." "T-two dollars? Is that the
price? Er--you say two dollars is their price?" "Thereabouts," answered
Mr. Beard, uneasily. Veteran as he was, Jethro's appearance and
earnestness were a little alarming. "You say two dollars is their
price?" "Thereabouts," shouted Mr. Beard, seating himself on the edge of
his chair. But Jethro paid no attention to him. He rose, unfolding by
degrees his six feet two, and strode diagonally across the corridor
toward the band leader. Conversation was hushed at the sight of his
figure, a titter ran around the walls, but Jethro was oblivious to these
things. He drew a great calfskin wallet from an inside pocket of his
coat, and the band leader, a florid German, laid down his instrument and
made an elaborate bow. Jethro waited until the man had become upright
and then held out a two-dollar bill. "Is that about right for the
performance?" he said "is that about right?" "Ja, mein Herr," said the
man, nodding vociferously. "I want to pay what's right--I want to pay
what's right," said Jethro. "I thank you very much, sir," said the
leader, finding his English, "you haf pay for all." "P-paid for
everything--everything to-night?" demanded Jethro. The leader spread out
his hands. "You haf pay for one whole evening," said he, and bowed
again. "Then take it, take it," said Jethro, pushing the bill into the
man's palm; "but don't you come back to-night--don't you come back
to-night." The amazed leader stared at Jethro--and words failed him.
There was something about this man that compelled him to obey, and he
gathered up his followers and led the way silently out of the hotel.
Roars of laughter and applause arose on all sides; but Jethro was as one
who heard them not as he made his way back to his seat again. "You did a
good job, my friend," said Mr. Beard, approvingly. "I'm going to take
Eph Prescott down the street to see some of the boys. Won't you come,
too?" Mr. Beard doubtless accepted it as one of the man's eccentric