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Kinney agreed , but reluctantly . What chiefly disturbed him was the thought that the places near New York to which one could travel for so little money were not likely to be fashionable . `` I have a terrible fear , '' he declared , `` that , with this limit of yours , we will wake up in Asbury Park . '' Friday night came and found us prepared for departure , and at midnight we held our lottery . In a pillow-case we placed twenty slips of paper , on each of which was written the name of a summer resort . Ten of these places were selected by Kinney , and ten by myself . Kinney dramatically rolled up his sleeve , and , plunging his bared arm into our grab-bag , drew out a slip of paper and read aloud : `` New Bedford , via New Bedford Steamboat Line . ''