"Well," said he, "have you formed any plans, Gilbert?—I think that is your name."
"No, sir, except that I'm goin' to try to get a place."
"Have you tried yet?"
"I called to see a man who offered a light, genteel employment to a young man with a small capital. I thought mine was small enough, so I applied."
"Well, what came of it?"
"The man wasn't willin' to sell out for fifteen dollars, so I left."
"You seem to be a smart boy. Suppose I take you into my employment?"
"I'd try to do my duty."
"I really don't need an extra clerk; but you are the son of my old employer, and to him I feel under considerable obligations. I'll take you on trial."
"Thank you, sir. When shall I come?"