"Will you advise me, pop?"
"Certainly—only too delighted, my son. Now, what is it you want my opinion upon?" I said, feeling particularly pleased because of this confidence.
"Well, you see, I wanted to know whether I had better strike you for five dollars or for ten?"
There's no use in telling you how much he got, for who could resist such a clever hold up?
Oh, by the way, did I ever tell you about Jackman?
Among my friends I suppose he is by long odds the most consequential—why, he has the strut of a Lord High Admiral in a comic opera.
That is, when before the public.
Secretly, I believe he leads a sort of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde life, and that the power behind the throne is in reality his wife, a little woman with a will of her own.
This was proven to my mind the day I was out with him at his country seat.