“I shall be sorry to go,” said Joshua, very much disappointed and mortified.
“And I to part with you. But perhaps we can make an arrangement.”
Joshua brightened up.
“My sister offers to put a thousand dollars into the business, in return for which my nephew is to have a small interest in the business; now, if you could do the same, I would prefer to arrange with you.”
“I can’t. I have only four hundred dollars.”
“Couldn’t you raise more?”
Joshua shook his head.
“It is a very small sum,” returned Mr. Remington, doubtfully.
Joshua said nothing, and his employer appeared to be thinking busily.
“Drummond,” he said, suddenly, “I am going to make you a proposal that I wouldn’t make to any one else.”