“Did the lady provide for you?”
“She left me nearly forty thousand dollars.”
“Why, you are rich!” exclaimed Sylvanus. “It is truly a romance in real life. Would you be willing to have me weave your story into a serial for the Weekly Bugle?”
“I would a little rather not,” answered Ben. “Mrs. Harcourt has relatives, and it might not be agreeable for them.”
“Of course I won’t without your permission. Have you thought how you will invest your money?”
“No; I shall leave that to my guardian, Mr. Basil Wentworth.”
“I could suggest an investment that would double, nay treble your fortune in five years.”
“What is it?” asked Ben.
“Start a literary weekly, after the style of the Bugle. That paper pays immensely.”
“But I don’t know anything about the publication of weekly papers.”