"No, I won't, and I consider you very impudent to prefer the request."
"You seem to forget, sir, that I am your nephew."
"I chose to forget it, considering the disreputable manner in which you have behaved."
"Then, you won't do anything for me, sir?"
"No, decidedly no!"
"I told you so," said Clarence, triumphantly. "You may as well go to selling papers."
"He can do better than that," said a strange voice. "He can live on the interest of his money."
Clarence and his father started in surprise, as the speaker, Filippo Novarro, entered the office. The merchant, recognizing him, turned pale.