“How would you like to get into some other line of business?” asked the man, coming closer, and dropping his voice to a whisper.
Larry thought the proceeding rather a strange one, but imagined the man might not intend anything more than a friendly interest.
“It depends on what sort of business,” replied the youth.
“Do you like reporting very much?” the stranger went on.
“I do, so far.”
“Isn’t it rather hard work and poor pay?”
“Well, it’s hard work sometimes, and then again it isn’t. As for the pay, I guess I get all I’m worth.”
“I’m in a position to get you a better job,” the man continued. “I’m in a big real estate firm, the Universal we call it, and we need a bright boy. I have some friends in the City Hall here, some of the aldermen, and they said you would be a good lad for the place.”
“I don’t know how the aldermen ever heard of me,” remarked Larry.
“Well, I guess you’ve been around the Hall a good bit,” the man went on. “You were at the insurance hearing, weren’t you?”