“Thank you,” answered Don.
“We feel almost as though we had lost a partner in the firm,” he smiled. “But I’m mighty glad for both of you. She was fitted for something a whole lot bigger than Wall Street.”
“She taught me all I know about the game,” confessed Don.
“You couldn’t have had a better teacher. Sit down. I want to talk over a change I have in mind.”
Don felt his heart leap to his throat.
“I’ve wanted for some time another man to go out and sell,” said Farnsworth. “Do you think you can handle it?”
“You bet,” exclaimed Don.
Farnsworth smiled.
“You see,” ran on Don in explanation, “I’ve been selling bonds to Sally––er––Mrs. Pendleton, for a month or more now.”