“Is that what you sell?”
“Yes; I sold a fifty-thousand-dollar house this morning up on Forty-fifth Street, and yesterday I sold a summer hotel for forty thousand dollars. Our commission in each case would be several hundred dollars.”
“Sho! Well, you be doin’ a good business. Can you tell where I can get a good dinner moderate?”
Felix came in at this moment.
“Felix,” said his cousin, “you may keep the office while I go out to lunch. Mr. —— You didn’t tell me your name.”
“Silas Tripp.”
“Mr. Tripp, it will give me pleasure if you will go out and take lunch with me.”
“Well, I am sure you’re very polite,” said Silas, pleased to think he would be saved expense; “I’m much obliged.”
So the two went out together. Mullins continued to say considerable that was derogatory to Chester, and left Mr. Tripp under the impression that he was a failure so far as New York business was concerned.