"How devoted your son is to you, Mrs. Vernon," said Mrs. Hathaway, an elderly widow from the city of New York. "I wish I had a son, but alas! I am childless."
"So am I," said Mrs. Vernon quietly.
Mrs. Hathaway looked surprised.
"Is he not your son, then?"
"He is not related to me in any way."
"I am surprised to hear it. What then is the secret of your companionship?"
"He is my private secretary."
"And he so young! Is he competent to serve you in that capacity?"
"Entirely so. He is thoroughly well educated and entirely reliable."
"If you ever feel disposed to part with him, transfer him to me."