"He has his books."
"Yes; John always loved books. They used to say that if he'd attend to business more and books less, he'd git along better."
The clerk laughed.
"I'm afraid that's what they say out there, too. He is not a practical man, and he seems to have paid very little attention to the making of money, or—what is more—to the keeping of it after he had made it."
Drusilla smiled.
"That's just like John," she said softly. "Set him down somewhere with a book and he'd forgit that there was other things he ought to be doin' instead of readin'. He worked in Silas Graham's grocery store when he was a boy, and Silas had to keep pryin' him out from behind the barrels to wait on customers. Silas said when he let him go that John's business was clerkin' in a book store and not a grocery store. Well, well! John's just the same, I guess. He'd ought to had some one with common sense to keep him goin'."
"Is there anything else you would like to know?"
"No—" said Drusilla hesitatingly. "I guess that's all I need to know."
She was quiet for a few moments. Then:
"Does he seem strong?"