“Indeed I would, sir.”
“Very well. I will give you eight dollars per week and allow you the privilege of attending evening school, and studying at home when you can. Are you satisfied with that?”
“Perfectly, sir.”
“Have you any recommendations?”
“No, sir; I have none, and I can only promise you that I will be honest and do my work as near right as I can.”
“Where in this city have you worked?”
“I have not been here long. My mother does not live here, and my father is dead.”
“You may stay; I think we shall manage very well; and if I find you capable we will make a permanent bargain. Come! I will show you to your room.”
Scott led the way across the hall, and opening the door of a room next to his own private one, he said:
“This will be your room. You see there is a door that opens into my room, so that in case I should need you at any time you can step in without going through the hall.”