“I have one book, but it is twenty years old,” said he. “I have wished for a new one for some time.”
“This set of famous novels is really valuable,” came from Mrs. Frost.
“Would you like to have it?” questioned her husband.
“If you think we can afford it. It will give us plenty of good reading during the long winter.”
“Then I’ll put my name down for a set,” said Mr. Frost, and did so on the spot. He was bound to show Frank that he appreciated what the young book agent had done for his son.
Our hero remained at the Frosts’ home for several hours and then left to see what he could do in the village. Bobby went with him, and as he begged to carry the case, Frank allowed him to do so.
“Do you expect to be a book agent all your life?” questioned the younger boy.
“Hardly, Bobby.”
“What do you expect to do later?”
“If I ever get money enough, I’ll open a store and publish books myself.”