“No, I am the only baby in my family, but I am fond of children.”
I may remark here that manly boys generally do like children, and I haven’t much respect for those who will tease or tyrannize over them.
In ten minutes a heavy step was heard on the stairs, and James Long entered. His face was sober, for, after his interview with Chester Rand—he had not had time for a second call—he began to fear that he should have to pay his month’s rent over again, and this to him would involve a severe loss.
He looked with surprise at Chester, not immediately recognizing him.
“I come from Mr. Fairchild’s office,” explained Chester.
“Oh, yes; I remember seeing you there. Has the receipt been found?” he added, eagerly.
“Yes.”
James Long looked very much relieved.
“I am very glad,” he sighed. “Mr. Mullins wouldn’t have believed me. What does he say now?”
“He doesn’t know that the receipt is found.”