Of Mr. Roberts’ intended retirement, Mr. Wynn knew nothing until the very morning it was carried out. When they met in the former’s private office, he asked,—
“How many years, Mr. Wynn, has our partnership lasted?”
“Five years, sir.”
“How long have you been with me?”
“Ten years to-day, sir, I entered your service.”
“Oh, how rapidly the time passes! Well I have to thank my heavenly Father for having directed your footsteps here. You have proved yourself a faithful friend, since the date of our partnership. By your tact, judgment, business habits, industry, and integrity, you have raised our house to the highest commercial position. You are almost as dear to me, Cadwgan, as if you were my own child.”
“From you,” replied Mr. Wynn, “I have received the greatest kindness and consideration. To me you have been a second father. No parent could have shown a deeper interest in a son than you have shown in me.”
“As you are now a rich man, Cadwgan, why don’t you seek a wife. I’m sure you would be a better and happier man?”
“I have, Mr. Roberts, anticipated your wish.”
“I’m glad to hear it, Cadwgan, though you surprise me. I was not aware of your having fixed your heart on any young lady. I hope she is worthy of you.”