"I would rather keep on making neckties. It is a work that I like. In return I will hire my washing done, and all the rougher work." "Perhaps that will be better," said Paul; "but you can do both if you like." "I don't mean to lead an idle life, Paul. I should not feel happy if I did. I was always fond of sewing--that is, in moderation. When I made shirts for that establishment in Broadway, for such low prices, I cannot say that I enjoyed that very much. I am glad to be relieved of such work, though at that time I was glad to get it." "Those days have gone by forever, I hope, mother. I am young and strong, and I don't see why there isn't as good a chance for me to succeed as for other poor boys who have risen to wealth and eminence. I am going to work for success, at any rate. But we shall have to make some purchases before Tuesday." "What kind of purchases?" "Jimmy and I are out of clothes, you know. My entire wardrobe has been consumed by the devouring element, as the reporters say. Now, being a young man of fashion, I don't quite like being reduced to one suit and one shirt, with other things in proportion." "If you could wait, I would make you some shirts." "But I can't wait. I shouldn't feel like wearing the shirt I have on more than a fortnight." "I hope not," said his mother, smiling. "Suppose I should be invited to a party and be obliged to decline with thanks, on account of having only one shirt. My reputation as a young man of fashion would be gone forever." "So I should think." "To-morrow I will buy a couple of shirts, and these will last me, with the help of the washerwoman, until you can make me some new ones. Then I will go to Bookair's tomorrow, and take Jimmy with me and buy new suits for both." "I am afraid you are getting extravagant, Paul." "If we live on Madison avenue, we must dress accordingly, you know, mother. That reminds me, I must buy two trunks also." "Two?" "Yes; one for you, and the other for Jimmy and myself. At present I could tie up all my clothes in a handkerchief--that is, if I had a spare one; but I am going to have some more. You must have some new things also, mother." "I can wait till we get settled in our new home. I am afraid you won't have money enough for all the articles you mean to buy." "I may have to draw some from Mr. Preston. I think I will call on him to-morrow and do so. I forgot how much we had to buy. I shall close up business to-morrow and Monday, and spend the time in preparation for moving." Mrs. Hoffman would not, had the matter rested with her, have been in favor of expending so much money, but she had considerable confidence in Paul's judgment, and indeed their prospects looked bright enough to warrant it; so she withdrew her objections, and Paul had his own way, as he generally did. CHAPTER VIII. A GIFT. The next forenoon Paul called at Mr. Preston's place of business. On entering the office he found Mr. Talbot conversing with him.