"Then you had money?"
"A very little; but I didn't spend any of it. I sawed and split a load of wood for the keeper of a booth, and he gave me some bread and ham and coffee for my work."
"Oh, that's the way you managed it. Very well. Come back here in two hours anyhow."
After the young man had passed out, Captain Hallam said to one of his partner brothers:
"That fellow is a good sort. He has sand in his gizzard. When he comes back set him at work at something or other—several things in succession in fact—and find out what he can do."
Such was Guilford Duncan's mustering into the new service of work.