Mr. Minturn was alone, and busy; but he looked up as Edward entered in answer to his "Come in."
"Well, sir, what is it?"
"Have you time for a little piece of business?"
"Always time for business; sit down. What is it about?"
"Have you found a boy yet?"
"No. Have you?"
"Yes, sir; there's a boy out home who wants to come; I've just had a letter from him. His name is Turner—Bob Turner."
"Is he a good boy?"
"No, sir."
"Well, that's plain! What are you talking about, then?"