"That depends on yourself. You must try to please him." "Well, I must do something. What'll he give?" "I don't know yet. In fact, there's another reading to him just now." "Then there's no chance for me." "Listen to me. It's a boy he's picked up in the streets, quite unsuited for the place. He's a cash- boy at Gilbert & Mack's. Why, that's where you are," she added, with sudden recollection. "A cash-boy from my own place? What's his name?" "Fowler, I believe." "I know him--he's lately come. How did he get in with the old man?" "Mr. Wharton fell in the street, and he happened to be near, and helped him home."