Well, Dick, I trust with all my heart that
you'll succeed," he added warmly.
"You had better start out, too, Frank."
"Oh--I--I don't think it's much use," said the other hesitatingly.
"Oh, yes, it is, and you know it. Now confess that it is only your
lack of 'nerve' that keeps you from it."
Frank colored slightly.
"Well, I guess it is," he admitted. "I never was a good hand at
approaching people."
"Then you ought to break yourself in at once. Just break the ice and
you'll have no further trouble. I remember just how bad I felt when
I first came to New York to look for work. But I'm over it now, thank
goodness!"
And truth to tell in the past few weeks Richard had lost much of his
former shyness.
Frank Massanet was silent for a moment.
"I guess I will," he said finally. "I'll start out and have the thing
over at once. Which way do you intend to go--up or down?"
"I thought I would try down town first."
"Then I'll go up. We can compare notes at supper-time."
"So we can. I hope we both have luck," said Richard.
But he did not feel particularly elated over the prospects. His former
search for employment had convinced him that desirable situations were
rarely to be had--there was always some one on hand to fill a vacancy
as soon as it occurred.
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