Mrs. Vernon opened a drawer in her desk, and took out a roll of bills.
"Count those, please," she said.
"There are seventy-five dollars."
"You can accept them on account, or rather, I won't charge them to you. You may look upon that sum as your outfit. Very likely you may need to replenish your wardrobe."
"Yes, Mrs. Vernon, I shall, if I am to live in your house."
"Well spoken. As one of my family, of course I shall want you to be well dressed."
"Shall I begin my duties now?"
"No; you may return to your boarding house and prepare to transfer your trunk here."
Robert bowed.
"We shall have supper at seven. Very possibly your predecessor, my nephew, may be here. We will separate till then."