"No doubt such suggestions from so mature a friend will materially benefit them," said the editor, smiling.
He opened his pocket-book, and, drawing out a two-dollar bill, handed it to Harry.
"I shall hope to pay you often," he said, "for similar contributions."
"Thank you, sir," said Harry.
Feeling that their business was at an end, the boys withdrew. As they reached the foot of the stairs, Oscar took off his cap, and bowed low.
"Mr. Lynn, I congratulate you," he said.
"I can't tell you how glad I feel, Oscar," said Harry, his face radiant.
"Let me suggest that you owe me a commission for impressing upon the editor the propriety of paying you."
"How much do you ask?"
"An ice-cream will be satisfactory."