“Yes.”
“Been bounced, eh?” asked John, radiantly.
Gilbert smiled. He understood John’s feelings.
“No,” he answered. “I left of my own accord.”
“You haven’t got another place?”
“No.”
“Then it’s too thin, your leaving of your own accord.”
“It does look so, I admit,” said Gilbert, good-humoredly. “But it is true, nevertheless.”
“Why did you leave, then? You haven’t had a fortune left you?”
“You’ve hit it, John. I no longer need my pay. I have become rich, and shall go on preparing for college.”