“Very well, thank you, Thomas. I am glad you are here. I have been wanting to see you.”
“The old man isn’t going to do anything for me, is he?”
“How can you expect it so soon? He doesn’t know you yet. How much do you think he pays the cash-boy that reads to him in the evening?”
“I don’t know.”
“Five dollars a week.”
“I wouldn’t give up my evenings for that,” he said.
“It isn’t so much the pay, Thomas, though that would be a help. He might take a fancy to you.”
“That might pay better. When are you going to introduce me?”
“This evening; that is, I will ask Mr. Wharton if he will see you.”
Mrs. Bradley entered the library, where Frank was engaged in reading aloud.