“I shan’t mind that so much. But I must be going to rehearsal.”
Ben acquitted himself at rehearsal very well, so well that the manager patted him on the shoulder and said, “You’ll do, my son!” and Mr. Wilkins shook his hand cordially.
“You did fine, Ben,” he exclaimed.
“Thanks to your training, Mr. Wilkins.”
“And to your own talent.”
CHAPTER XIX.
BEN MAKES HIS DÉBUT.
“Where are you going this evening, Ben?” asked Sylvanus Snodgrass of his young friend.
Ben did not care to have Sylvanus Snodgrass for an auditor the first evening and he answered evasively, “I have an engagement with a friend.”
“Do I know him? Who is he?”