"Yes, sir. I remember you."
Looking at Kirby as his future employer, Dean was not prepossessed in his favor. He was certainly far from an agreeable looking man, but Dean was disposed to judge him without prejudice. He knew that a fair outside sometimes accompanies very undesirable traits, and the reverse might also be the case.
"If you read my note, you understand that Mr. Kirby is in want of a young man, or boy, to assist him in the capacity of clerk or private secretary," the squire put in.
"I hope I may suit you, sir," said Dean earnestly, addressing himself to Peter Kirby.
"Oh, I am not very hard to suit. If a boy does his duty, and studies my interests, he won't find me a hard master."
"I think I can promise that I will serve you faithfully, sir."
"Is your uncle willing to have you leave home?" asked the squire.
Dean made the same answer as he had done to Brandon.
"Then there will be no difficulty there."
"How soon would you like to have me begin, sir; that is, if you are willing to engage me?"