“So you want a place?” he said inquiringly to Robert.
“No, sir, I don’t.”
“Mr. Turner said you did.”
“I never told him so.”
“Here, Turner,” said the gentleman. “Why did you tell me this boy wanted a place?”
“I supposed he did. He looked like it, sir.”
“I don’t want a place. I want to buy a suit of clothes,” said Robert. “If that young man hadn’t treated me so rudely, I should have asked him to show me some.”
“Look here, Mr. Turner,” said the gentleman sternly, “If you have no more sense than to insult our customers, we can dispense with your services. Mr. Conway, will you wait on this young man?”
Turner was mortified and slunk away, beginning to understand that it is not always safe to judge a man or boy by the clothes he wears.
Mr. Conway was more of a gentleman and civilly asked Robert to follow him.