Al's face flushed.
"I don't want money, sir," he said.
"No? Well, what can I do for you, then? Do you want me to find you a position in my office? Perhaps I can do something for you in that way, if you——"
"Mr. Anderson," interrupted Al, desperately, "you would never guess what I want if you tried until doomsday."
The mayor, very naturally, looked surprised.
"Eh?" he stammered. "Why, r-really, you are a most extraordinary youth. Well, I will try to satisfy your demands, whatever they are. Out with them now."
"You will grant any request I make?" asked Al.
"Anything in reason, my boy."
"Well, sir, I can't explain now just why I ask this favor of you, but I will when there is time; just now there isn't."
"Never mind all that," interrupted Mr. Anderson. "Come to the point; what is it you want me to do?"