"I had got your supper all ready, Dan," said his mother, regretfully.
"Then eat it yourself, mother."
"I have had my supper."
"You didn't have any meat, I'll warrant. Now, like a good mother, sit down and eat the steak."
Assured that Dan had supped well, Mrs. Mordaunt didn't resist his advice.
Dan looked on, and saw with pleasure that his mother relished the meat.
"We will be able to live better hereafter, mother," he said. "There won't be any stinting. Fifty dollars will go a good ways, and then, besides, there will be my earnings. I forgot to tell you, mother, that I have probably got a place."
"Our good fortune is coming all at once, Dan," said Mrs. Mordaunt, cheerfully.
"So it seems, mother. I think it has come to stay, too."