“No, sir. You see, I’m only a shopman. Mr. Treloar, the owner, he thinks of all these things.”
“And will not you be a shop-owner, sometime, if you save and work hard?”
“No, sir. Oh no, sir. I’m only a shopman.”
“Yes; but could you not become a shop-owner? Would you not like to be one?”
“No, sir. I can’t say as I should, sir.”
“What would you like to be?”
“Of all things, sir?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t know, sir. That’s rather a big order, sir.”
“Think.”