"It is a pity you could not have remained in school."
"I should like to; but it's no use crying for spilt milk."
"As long as you didn't spill it yourself," added Mr. Grant.
"No, sir; it was not my fault that I had to leave school."
Mr. Grant folded up the note and carefully deposited it in his wallet.
"The next thing is to hand you the money," he said. "Shall I give you a five-dollar bill, or small bills?"
"Small bills, sir, if it is just as convenient."
Mr. Grant placed in Dan's hands two two-dollar bills and a one.
"One thing more," he said. "Give me an order on Mr. Gripp for the money due your mother. It is as well to have it in your own handwriting. I won't tell you how to write it. See if you can find a way."
Dan wrote an order, which Mr. Grant pronounced satisfactory.