Gloria smiled. "And what would you have us live on, dear? You know that it takes Mr. Hardinian's entire income to pay the expenses of his Boys' Club. Of course the little chaps pay five cents a night for a bunk when they have work, but he has to loan money to others who are out of work, who might take to stealing if they had no other way to procure food. However, they have never failed to pay him back when they did get work." Their oldest sister's enthusiastic praise of the welfare worker told how great was her admiration for that truly noble young man, if nothing more.