“That’s all I ask of it,” said Richling; “if it will let us alone we’ll let it alone.”
“You’ve no right to allow either,” said the physician. “No, sir; no,” he insisted, as the young man looked incredulous. There was a pause. “Have you any capital?” asked the Doctor.
“Capital! No,”—with a low laugh.
“But surely you have something to”—
“Oh, yes,—a little!”
The Doctor marked the southern “Oh.” There is no “O” in Milwaukee.
“You don’t find as many vacancies as you expected to see, I suppose—h-m-m?”
There was an under-glow of feeling in the young man’s tone as he replied:—
“I was misinformed.”
“Well,” said the Doctor, staring down-street, “you’ll find something. What can you do?”