The rest proved to weigh forty-five pounds. The marketman handed Robert ninety cents, which he pocketed with satisfaction.
"Shall you want some more to-morrow?" he asked.
"Yes, if you can let me have them earlier. But how is it you are not at the factory?"
"I've lost my place."
"That's a pity."
"So I have plenty of time to work for you."
"I may be able to take considerable from you. I'm thinking of running a cart to Brampton every morning, but I must have the fish by eight o'clock, or it'll be too late."
"I'll go out early in the morning, then."
"Very well; bring me what you have at that hour, and we'll strike a trade."
"I've got something to do pretty quick," thought Robert, with satisfaction. "It was a lucky thought asking Will Paine for his boat. I'm sorry he's going away, but it happens just right for me."