“I will endeavor to give satisfaction, if you are kind enough to give me a place in your establishment.”
Then he passed over the paper to the merchant.
“Ah, very good!” said Mr. Goodnow approvingly. “You won’t be expected to do any writing yet but I like to take into my store those who are qualified for promotion.”
He rang a little bell on his desk.
A boy about two years older than Rodney answered the summons.
“Send Mr. James here,” said the merchant.
Mr. James, a sandy complexioned man, partially bald, made his appearance.
“Mr. James,” said the merchant, “I have taken this boy into my employ. I don’t know if one is needed, but it is at the request of a friend. You can send him on errands, or employ him in any other way.”
“Very well, sir. I can find something for him to do today at any rate, as young Johnson hasn’t shown up.”
“Very well. Whats your name, my lad?”