"Yes. I believe so."
"I suppose you know that my father has a nice new store on Third Avenue, near Forty-second Street?"
"I heard something of the kind," said Rupert, briefly.
"He's doing a staving business—a good deal larger than he did in Buffalo."
Rupert made no comment.
"You said you were out of employment, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"You might call round at the store. Perhaps pa can find a place for you as a cash boy, though you would be rather large for that."
"How much does he pay his cash boys?"