Out for Business; or, Robert Frost's Strange CareerAlger, Horatio, Jr.
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Out for Business; or, Robert Frost's Strange Career
Alger, Horatio, Jr.
Chicago (Ill.) -- History -- 19th century -- Juvenile fiction; Self-reliance -- Juvenile fiction; Stepfathers -- Juvenile fiction
"I wonder what he is telling me all this for?" mused Robert.
"I have about recovered my health, and now I shall soon get a good
place," went on the stranger.
Here Robert took out his watch--it was an excellent Waltham silver
watch--and consulted it.
"Let me look at your watch!" said the stranger.
Robert put it in his hands.
"A very good watch! Let me show you mine."
He drew from his pocket a showy gold watch--at least it was yellow, and
had a good appearance.
"What do you think of it?"
"It is showy."
"Yes, and is of high grade. It is well worth seventy-five dollars,
though I have had it for three years."
Robert was not especially interested. His own watch had cost but
twenty-five, but it was a gift from his father, and as such he valued
it.
"I have a great mind to offer you a bargain," said his companion.
Robert looked at him inquiringly.
"If you will give me ten dollars to boot, I will exchange with you."
"Why should you do that? You say your watch is worth seventy-five
dollars."
"So it is, but, my young friend, I am very short of money. The silver
watch would keep as good time, and the money would be of great service
to me."
Robert shook his head.
"My watch was a present," he said, "I should not care to part with it."
"Of course, that is a consideration," said the stranger, appearing
disappointed.
"Besides I could not very well spare ten dollars."
"You could easily pawn the watch for forty dollars."
"Why don't you do that?"
"Egad! I didn't think of it. I believe I will. By the way, will you do
me a favor?"
"What is it?"
"Will you keep the watch for fifteen minutes? I am going out into the
smoking-car, and I may go to sleep. That is the way smoking affects me.
I might get robbed, but if you hold the watch I shall feel easy."
This seemed a strange proposal to make, but after all it was plausible.
It seemed a trifling favor to grant. Why should he object?
"But how do you know I am honest," asked Robert. "You have only known
me a few minutes."
"Didn't I tell you I was skilled in reading character? You have an
honest face."
"Thank you for your favorable opinion."
"Do you consent?"
"Yes. How long will you be gone?"
"I shall come back before we reach the city."
"Very well, if you are anxious to have me take charge of it."
"Yes; I shall feel safe if it is in your hands."
"All right, sir."
Robert wore a sack coat with pockets on each side. He put the watch in
one of these pockets, and resumed looking out of the window.
His companion left the car and went to the car in the rear, which was
the smoking-car.
Half an hour passed, and then a stout, thick-set man of thirty-five
entered the car and walked through it, looking at the passengers as he
passed along.
He paused in front of Robert's seat.
"Young man," he said, "show me your watch."
Robert looked at him in astonishment.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"I mean that I have had my watch stolen, and I am sure some passenger
has taken it."
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