"Yes, ma'am."
"How old be you?"
"Sixteen."
"Been long in the business?"
"No, ma'am; I've only just commenced."
"You don't say so! Do you make much money at it?"
"I haven't made much yet. I should be glad to supply you with some more tea when this is gone."
"Well, you can call if you are round this way. If I like it, I will try you again."
Frank's spirits rose.
His profits on the pound of tea were twelve cents. This was not much, certainly, but it was a beginning.