No wisdom in counting your chickens prematurely. Certainly not! But what a day of days that would be! In the mean time he must not allow himself to feel too sure. Poor old dad!
CHAPTER XIII
ON the day his month was up Tommy reported to Mr. Thompson. The president of the Tecumseh Motor Company was reading a legal document. He put it down on the desk and looked at Tommy.
“The month is up to-day, Mr. Thompson,” said Tommy.
Mr. Thompson nodded. Then he asked, neither quizzically nor over-seriously, “Do the men in the shop like you?”
Tommy decided to tell the truth, unexplained and unexcused. “Yes, sir.”
Thompson said, slowly: “The reason I wanted such a man as I advertised for in the New York Herald was so that I might ask him the question I am now going to ask you.”
“Yes, sir,” said Tommy, and concentrated on listening.