"Chicago seems to be a city of young men—more so than New York."
"Have you noticed that? Some of the successful business men are men young enough to be my sons."
"I understand you to say that you wished to go to Denver. Have you any reason to think you will succeed any better there?"
"No, but I have a nephew somewhere in Colorado, and perhaps in Denver. If I can fall in with him, I am sure he will help me. I haven't seen Giles for twenty years, but—"
"Giles!" repeated Rupert, in surprise. "What is his full name?"
"Giles Packard. He is my sister's son."
"Well, that is astonishing," ejaculated Rupert.
"What is astonishing?"
"Your nephew is my particular friend, and I am going out to Colorado at his special invitation."