Just as the agents were going out, Mr. Pusher bustled in. His sharp eyes fell upon Walter, whom he immediately recognized.
"Ha, my young friend, so you have found us out," he said, offering his hand.
"Yes, sir."
"Come to talk on business, I hope?"
"Yes, sir, that is my object in coming."
"Mr. Flint," said Mr. Pusher, "this is a young friend whose acquaintance I made a short time since. I told him, if ever he wanted employment, to come here, and we would give him something to do."
Mr. Flint, who was a slower and a more cautious man than Mr. Pusher, regarded Walter a little doubtfully.
"Do you mean as an agent?" he said.
"Certainly I do."
"He seems very young."