“I’d seen lots of nice looking fellows like him,” he said, “but they always looked down on me and kind of kept off, as if they didn’t want me to touch them with my dirty clothes.  But I had to touch Rex when he fell over, and he didn’t seem to mind it.”

Rex flushed when Roy told him this.

“I’m afraid I didn’t seem to mind because I was too far gone to mind anything,” he said.  “But I do like Miles and would like to do all I can for him.”

Roy returned home Monday morning, and Mrs. Pell went out to Rex that night.  He improved rapidly, and within a fortnight was able to be moved to Philadelphia.

It was pitiable to see the effect of the parting on Miles.  The Raynors had found him very capable and were anxious to keep him.  There was no reason why he should not stay, except his desire to be where Rex was, and his quixotic notion that he might meet his father or mother should he go to Philadelphia.

“Keep a look out for me, Rex,” he said, “and if you hear of any position you think I could fill, let me know.”

Rex promised, and after he got home told his mother that when she could make up her mind to completely forgive him for all he had done, he wished that she would think of something they could do for Miles.

“I have forgiven you already, Reggie,” was the reply.  “I know that you have suffered enough not to need any other lesson.  Now, why not make Miles a present of a complete outfit?  Wouldn’t he take it all right?  Then when he is properly fitted out you can invite him on here for Thanksgiving day.”

Rex talked over the idea with Roy and then they wrote to Mrs. Raynor about it.  The end of the matter was that they procured Miles’s measure, and sent him the things as a present from Rex.

The invitation for Thanksgiving was in the letter that accompanied them.

The young fellow’s gratitude was beyond the power of expression, and over and over again he asked Mrs. Raynor if she thought it was right for him to accept the invitation.

“Of course it is right,” she told him.  “They would not have asked you if they had not wanted you.”

His happiness seemed to shine out of every feature of his face when he boarded the Philadelphia train Wednesday afternoon.  Rex met him at the station, and was surprised to see what a good looking fellow he made when he was properly rigged out.

“Maybe I’ll make some awful blunders,” Miles confided to him on the way to the house.  “Remember I’ve never been with swell folks before.”

“We’re not swell,” Rex laughed.

He had half a mind to let him know then and there where they got their money, but decided that he wouldn’t.  That night he took his guest to the theater, and the next day Sydney had a long talk with him.

His manners were much easier among the unaccustomed surroundings than Rex had dared to hope they would be.  Mrs. Pell was very much attracted by him, and both girls declared he was “so interesting.”