"Call on your uncle and ask him if he can give you a place in his store, or help you to one outside. Of course you wouldn't accept one, but we shall see what reception he gives you."
Into this scheme Ben readily entered. He was no longer a friendless and penniless boy, dependent upon his uncle for the means of living, but rich and his own master.
Nicholas Walton was sitting in his counting-room when Ben entered. It so happened that Clarence Plantagenet was just leaving the store as Ben entered.
"What do you want?" he asked, coldly.
"I should like to see your father."
"I don't think he will see you. He is busy."
"I am quite anxious to see him," persisted Ben.
"Are you going to ask him to help you?" said his cousin.
"Yes; to help me to a place."
"I am sure he won't do it."