Part 14 (1/2)

”Who was he?” asked Otis Goodnow.

”Mr. Benjamin Fielding.”

”Is it possible? Why, I lost three thousand dollars by him. He has treated you shamefully.”

”It was not intentional, I am sure,” said Rodney. ”He was probably drawn into using my money by the hope of retrieving himself. He wrote me that he hoped at some time to make rest.i.tution.”

”You speak of him generously, my lad,” said Mr. Mulgrave. ”Yet he has brought you to absolute poverty.”

”Yes, sir, and I won't pretend that it is not a hard trial to me, but if I can get a chance to earn my own living, I will not complain.”

”Goodnow, a word with you,” said the Englishman, and he drew his friend aside. ”Can't you make room for this boy in your establishment?”

Otis Goodnow hesitated. ”At present there is no vacancy,” he said.

”Make room for him, and draw upon me for his wages for the first six months.”

”I will do so, but before the end of that time I am sure he will justify my paying him out of my own pocket.”

There was a little further conference, and then the two gentlemen came up to where Rodney was standing with Mr. O'Connor.

”My boy,” said Mr. Mulgrave, ”my friend here will give you a place at five dollars a week. Will that satisfy you?”

Rodney's face flushed with pleasure.

”It will make me very happy,” he said.

”Come round to my warehouse--here is my business card--tomorrow morning,” said the merchant. ”Ask to see me.”

”At what time shall I call, sir?”

”At half past nine o'clock. That is for the first morning. When you get to work you will have to be there at eight.”

”There will be no trouble about that, sir.”

”Now it is my turn,” said the Englishman. ”Here are five dollars to keep you till your first week's wages come due. I dare say you will find them useful.”

”Thank you very much, sir. I was almost out of money.”

After the two gentlemen left the Lodging House Rodney looked at the card and found that his new place of employment was situated on Reade Street not far from Broadway.

”It's you that's in luck, Rodney,” said his friend Mike. ”Who'd think that a gentleman would come to the Lodging House to give you a place?”

”Yes, I am in luck, Mike, and now I'm going to make you a proposal.”

”What is it?”

”Why can't we take a room together? It will be better than living here.”

”Sure you wouldn't room with a poor boy like me?”