"Not at all," said she, laughing. "I see that you are ambitious to learn your business and rise in the store."
"I am ambitious to gain a knowledge of one of the noblest callings."
"What is that?"
"Art."
"What!" said she, with a half-scornful smile; "are you a disciple of art?"
"Yes; why not?"
"Well, I do not wish to hurt your feelings, but, to tell you the honest truth, it seems but the other day that you were Pat Murphy."
"But am I a Pat Murphy?" he asked, with gentle dignity.
"No, Mr. Fleet; I will do you the justice to say that I think you very much above your station."
"I am sufficiently a democrat, Miss Ludolph, to believe that a man can be a man in any honest work."