Otis Goodnow hesitated. “At present there is no vacancy,” he said.
“Make room for him, and draw upon me for his wages for the first six months.”
“I will do so, but before the end of that time I am sure he will justify my paying him out of my own pocket.”
There was a little further conference, and then the two gentlemen came up to where Rodney was standing with Mr. O’Connor.
“My boy,” said Mr. Mulgrave, “my friend here will give you a place at five dollars a week. Will that satisfy you?”
Rodney’s face flushed with pleasure.
“It will make me very happy,” he said.
“Come round to my warehouse—here is my business card—tomorrow morning,” said the merchant. “Ask to see me.”
“At what time shall I call, sir?”
“At half past nine o’clock. That is for the first morning. When you get to work you will have to be there at eight.”