His companion smiled; as suddenly the look passed.
“I’d do so cheerfully if it would do any good. As it is—” The sentence ended in comprehensive silence. “What, by the way, did Graham offer?”
“Five thousand dollars a year, and if I made 15 good an interest later in the business. He said four thousand dollars to begin with and gradually crawled up.”
“You’re getting now from the University—”
“Twelve hundred.”
“With ultimate possibilities,—I emphasize possibilities—”
“I’ll be dean of the department some day if I stick.”
“With a salary of two thousand a year.”
Armstrong nodded.
“And that’s the end, the top round of the ladder if you were to remain until you were fifty and were displaced eventually without a pension.”