Part 10 (2/2)
”Very likely,” said Rodney coldly. ”Good morning.”
”Good morning. I hope we may meet again.”
Rodney nodded, but he could not in sincerity echo the wish.
He was now confronted by a serious problem. He had less than ten dollars in his pocketbook, and this would soon be swallowed up by the necessary expenses of life in a large city. What would he do when that was gone?
It was clear that he must go to work as soon as possible. If his guardian had remained in the city, probably through his influence a situation might have been secured. Now nothing was to be looked for in that quarter.
He bought a morning paper and looked over the Want Column. He found two places within a short distance of the Astor House, and called at each.
One was in a railroad office.
”My boy,” said the manager, a pleasant looking man, ”the place was taken hours since. You don't seem to get up very early in the morning.”
”I could get up at any hour that was necessary,” replied Rodney, ”but I have only just made up my mind to apply for a position.”
”You won't meet with any luck today. It is too late. Get up bright and early tomorrow morning, buy a paper, and make early application for any place that strikes you as desirable.”
”Thank you, sir. I am sure your advice is good.”
”If you had been the first to call here, I should have taken you. I like your appearance better than that of the boy I have selected.”
”Thank you, sir.”
”This boy may not prove satisfactory. Call in six days, just before his week expires, and if there is likely to be a vacancy I will let you know.”
”Thank you, sir. You are very kind.”
”I always sympathize with boys. I have two boys of my own.”
This conversation quite encouraged Rodney. It seemed to promise success in the future. If he had probably impressed one man, he might be equally fortunate with another.
It was about half past twelve when he pa.s.sed through Na.s.sau Street.
All at once his arm was grasped, and a cheery voice said, ”Where are you going, Rodney?”
”Mr. Woods!” he exclaimed, with pleased recognition.
”Yes, it's your old friend Woods.”
”You are not the only railroad friend I have met this morning.”
”Who was the other?”
”The gentleman who obligingly took care of my jewel box for a short time.”
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