"Perhaps you have some places to visit," he said. "If so, take the day to yourself. I shall not need you."
He proceeded to the office of a well-known broker in the vicinity of Wall Street, and, entering, looked around him. His rusty appearance did not promise a profitable customer, and he had to wait some time before any attention was paid him. Finally a young clerk came to him and enquired carelessly:
"Can we do anything for you this morning?"
"Are you one of the proprietors?" asked Nicholas.
"No," answered the young man, smiling.
"I should like to see your employer, then."
"I can attend to any little commission you may have," said the young man pertly.
"Who told you my commission was a little one, young man?"
"It seems large to him, I suppose," thought the clerk, again smiling. "If it's only a few hundred dollars——" he commenced.
"I want to consult your employer about the investment of fifty thousand dollars in gold," said Nicholas deliberately.