"I"d make the young rascal change his name, if I were you," said Clifton, "if he"s going to get into the Police record."
"I think I shall," said d.i.c.k, "or maybe I"ll change my own. You couldn"t mention a highly respectable name that I could take,--could you?"
"Clifton is the most respectable name I know of," said the young gentleman owning that name.
"If you"ll make me your heir, perhaps I"ll adopt it."
"I"ll divide my debts with you, and give you the biggest half," said Clifton.
It is unnecessary to pursue the conversation. d.i.c.k found to his satisfaction that no one at the table suspected that he was the Richard Hunter referred to in the "Express."
CHAPTER XVIII.
THE CUP AND THE LIP.
While d.i.c.k"s night preceding the trial was an anxious one, Gilbert and Roswell Crawford pa.s.sed a pleasant evening, and slept soundly.
"Do you think Mr. Rockwell would be willing to give me the same wages he has paid to the boot-black?" he inquired with interest.
"Perhaps he won"t take you at all."
"I think he ought to pay some attention to your recommendation," said Mrs. Crawford. "You ought to have some influence with him."
"Of course," said Gilbert, "I shall do what I can in the matter; but it"s a pity Roswell can"t give better references."
"He"s never been with a decent employer yet. He"s been very unlucky about his places," said Mrs. Crawford.
She might have added that his employers had considered themselves unfortunate in their engagement of her son; but, even if she had known it, she would have considered that they were prejudiced against him, and that they were in fault entirely.
"I will do what I can for him," continued Gilbert; "but I am very sure he won"t get as much as ten dollars a week."
"I can earn as much as the boot-black, I should hope," said Roswell.
"He didn"t earn ten dollars a week."
"He got it."
"That"s a very different thing."
"Well, if I get it, I don"t care if I don"t earn it."
"That"s true enough," said Gilbert, who did not in his heart set a very high estimate upon the services of his young cousin, and who, had the business been his own, would certainly not have engaged him at any price.
Roswell thought it best not to say any more, having on some previous occasions been greeted with remarks from his cousin which could not by any means be regarded as complimentary.
"Do you think I had better come in at ten o"clock, Cousin James?"
inquired Roswell, as breakfast was over, and Gilbert prepared to go to the counting-room.
"Well, perhaps you may come a little earlier, say about half-past nine,"
said the book-keeper.
"All right," said Roswell.
Being rather sanguine, he made up his mind that he was going to have the place, and felt it difficult to keep his good fortune secret. Now, in the next house there lived a boy named Edward McLean, who was in a broker"s office in Wall Street, at a salary of six dollars a week. Now, though Edward had never boasted of his good fortune, it used to disturb Roswell to think that his place and salary were so much superior to his own. He felt that it was much more respectable to be in a broker"s office, independent of the salary, than to run around the city with heavy bundles. But if he could enter such an establishment as Rockwell & Cooper"s, at a salary of ten dollars, he felt that he could look down with conscious superiority upon Edward McLean, with his six dollars a week.
He went over to his neighbor"s, and found Edward just starting for Wall Street.
"How are you, Roswell?" said Edward.
"Pretty well. Are you going down to the office?"
"Yes."
"You"ve got a pretty good place,--haven"t you?"
"Yes, I like it."
"How much do you get?"
"Six dollars a week."
"That"s very fair," said Roswell, patronizingly.
"How do you like your place?" asked Edward. "I believe you"re in a dry-goods store on Sixth Avenue."
"Oh, no," said Roswell.
"You were?"
"Yes, I went in temporarily to oblige them," said Roswell, loftily; "but, of course, I wouldn"t engage to remain any length of time in such a place, however large the inducements they might offer."
Considering Roswell"s tone, it would hardly have been supposed that the large inducements were four dollars a week, and that, even at that compensation, his services were not desired.
"Then it wasn"t a good place?" said Edward.
"Well enough for such as liked it," said Roswell. "I have no complaint of Hall & Turner. I told them that it was not dissatisfaction with them that led me to leave the place, but I preferred a different kind of business."
"Have you got another place?"
"I have an offer under consideration," said Roswell, consequentially; "one of the most solid firms in the city. They offer me ten dollars a week."
"Ten dollars a week!" repeated Edward, somewhat staggered by the statement. "That"s big pay."
"Yes," said Roswell; "but I think I ought to get as much as that."