"That will do."
"I was thinking how I could arrange about my mother, Mr. Bradford. She will need money while I am gone."
"She can call every Saturday at the office and collect what you thinks she needs. Shall it be ten dollars a week? If so, it can be deducted from your week's wages."
"That will be very satisfactory, sir."
"Very well. Go home, make preparations for setting out, and come to me to-morrow for instructions. Don't tell anybody except your mother where you are going."
"All right sir."
As Paul entered the presence of the book-keeper, the latter glanced at him eagerly to see his downcast looks. He was perplexed to see that Paul seemed in excellent spirits, and feared Mr. Bradford had reconsidered his decision. But Paul reassured him.
"Mr. Manson," he said, "I am about to leave you."
"So Mr. Bradford has found you out, and discharged you," sneered Manson.
"At any rate," answered Paul, "I shall no longer be office-boy. Julius is to take my place."