This was more the stuff.
“And I am fond of you, uncle,” said Sam in a hearty voice. “When I think of all you have done for me——”
“But,” went on Mr. Pynsent, “I feel that I shall like you even better three thousand miles away from the offices of the Pynsent Export and Import Company. We are parting, Sam—and immediately.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I, on the other hand,” said Mr. Pynsent, “am glad.”
There was a silence. Sam, feeling that the interview, having reached this point, might be considered over, got up.
“Wait a moment,” said Mr. Pynsent. “I want to tell you what plans I have made for your future.”
Sam was agreeably surprised. He had not supposed that his future would be of interest to Mr. Pynsent.
“Have you made plans?”
“Yes; everything is settled.”