"Thank you for your polite invitation. They didn't examine you in good manners when they took you in here, did they?" "You're an impertinent fellow." "Thank you. You ought to be a good judge of impudence. I'll see you again soon--hope you won't miss me much." Our hero, who, it must be confessed, was not troubled by bashfulness, made a low bow to his opponent, and, advancing to the counting-room, opened the door. Mr. Ferguson looked up from his letters. "Take a seat, Grey," he said, "and I'll speak to you in a moment." "Thank you," said Tom, who knew how to be polite when it was proper to be so. At the end of fifteen minutes Mr. Ferguson looked up. "Well," said he, "have you formed any plans, Gilbert?--I think that is your name." "No, sir, except that I'm goin' to try to get a place." "Have you tried yet?" "I called to see a man who offered a light, genteel employment to a young man with a small capital. I thought mine was small enough, so I applied." "Well, what came of it?" "The man wasn't willin' to sell out for fifteen dollars, so I left." "You seem to be a smart boy. Suppose I take you into my employment?" "I'd try to do my duty." "I really don't need an extra clerk; but you are the son of my old employer, and to him I feel under considerable obligations. I'll take you on trial." "Thank you, sir. When shall I come?" "Next Monday." "All right, sir; I'll be on hand." "Where are you boarding?" "At the Ohio Hotel." "How much board do you pay?" "Ten dollars a week." "That is too much. You ought to get board in a private house for four. Between now and Monday, I advise you to look up some decent house that will answer your purpose. You can't expect to live luxuriously at first." "I ain't used to first-class accommodations," said Tom. "I see you are a sensible boy. Cut your coat according to your cloth. That is a good maxim. When you get older, you can live better. Now, about your salary. I can't give much at first, or my other clerks might complain. I will give you five dollars, the same that I pay to my youngest clerk." "Maurice Walton?" "Do you know him?" questioned Mr. Ferguson, in surprise. "Yes, sir. I took supper at his uncle's Wednesday evening." "Indeed! I did not know you were acquainted with Mr. Benton." "Bessie Benton came on from Buffalo in my charge." "Really, Gilbert, you seem to be getting on fast. You seem quite able to push your own way." "I've always done it, sir." "You are not bashful." "New York street-boys ain't troubled that way." "That's well, if not carried too far. Now, tell me how much you know." "If it's about learning, I can do that in five minutes." "Your education, I take it, has been neglected." "I don't know much--I didn't have a chance to learn." "Can you read?" "When the words ain't too long." "And write?" "Not much." "Then I advise you to take what leisure time you have to remedy the defects in your education."