“Indeed?”
“Yes; I am worth two thousand dollars. It was left me by an aunt, and is kept in trust for me until I am twenty-one. I receive the interest now.”
“I congratulate you,” said Phil, who was really pleased to hear of his companion's good fortune.
“That money will come in handy.”
“Besides, I expect SHE'S got money,” continued Mr. Wilbur. “Of course, I love her for herself alone—I am not mercenary—still, it will be a help when we are married.”
“So it will,” said Phil, amused at the confident manner in which Mr. Wilbur spoke of marriage with a lady of whom he knew absolutely nothing.
“Philip,” said Mr. Wilbur, “when I marry, I want you to stand up with me—to be my groomsman.”
“If I am in the city, and can afford to buy a dress-suit, I might consent.”
“Thank you. You are a true friend!” said Mr. Wilbur, squeezing his hand fervently.
The two returned to Mr. Wilbur's room and had a chat. At an early hour Phil returned to his own boarding-place.