But every position had been filled for the season. Jed began to fear that there was no work for him at Sea Spray.
On the fourth morning, as he was sitting with Bertram, a gentleman whom he had several times seen—a guest of the house—approached them.
"Is this boy your brother?" he asked of Bertram.
"No, but he is my valued friend. In fact, I may call myself his guardian for the time being."
"Yes," assented Jed with a smile.
"He does not assist you?"
"No, he knows nothing of telegraphy."
"Would you like employment?" asked the gentleman, turning to Jed.
"I am very anxious to get work," said Jed quickly.