"So-so."
"Does Mr. Gray treat you well?"
"Well, I can't complain. He doesn't pay me enough salary."
"That is a common complaint, I suppose," said Robert, smiling.
"How much are you to get?"
"From Mr. Gray—five dollars."
"That's what I got the first year. Now I only get ten."
"That is considerably more."
"Yes, but it isn't enough. Why, I am the brains of the establishment."