"He has engaged me as office-boy."
"Engaged you!" exclaimed the book-keeper, frowning. "Who are you?"
It was hard to answer politely, but Paul did.
"My name is Paul Palmer," he said, composedly.
"And where did you fall in with Mr. Bradford, pray?"
Paul felt that the book-keeper had no business to ask these questions, but he resolved that, so far as he was concerned, there should be nothing to complain of, and he responded in the same tone as before:
"On the train."
"And what were you doing on the train, if I may inquire?"
"Selling papers and magazines."
"Oh! a train boy!"