“Speak a good word for me, Chester,” said Ralston, with unusual affability. “I would like to become better acquainted with him.”
“What shall I say, Mr. Ralston?”
“Tell him I am a prominent man, and expect to be nominated for Congress next fall.”
This he said with a wink. Chester and the bookkeeper laughed.
“I’ll tell him,” said Chester.
CHAPTER XXII.
DICK RALSTON’S FATHER.
When Chester followed Mr. Perkins into the great dining room of the Fifth Avenue he was rather dazzled by its size and the glistening appearance of the tables.
“I hope you have brought your appetite with you, Chester,” said his Western friend. “The Fifth Avenue sets a good table.”