I would rather use my own money--or take a
partner, if I could find the right fellow."
"I'd like to go in with you," said Richard. "I think we would get along
first-rate together."
"I know we would," cried Frank, enthusiastically. "Can't you raise the
money?"
"I don't think I can. I'll think of it though."
CHAPTER XXX.
MR. MARTIN'S CLERKS.
The idea of some day going into partnership with Frank Massanet was
an attractive one to Richard. He felt that the stock-clerk would not
venture into business on his own account unless he was moderately
certain of success, and that would mean more money and a certain feeling
of independence.
Richard was up early on the following morning and on hand at Mr.
Martin's store long before that gentleman put in an appearance. He
found the place in charge of the boy, who was busy sorting out the
morning papers and folding them.
"I'm waiting for Mr. Martin," said Richard, by way of an explanation
for standing around.
"Are you the new clerk?" asked Philip Borne, for such was the boy's
name.
"I expect to be," replied Richard. "Did Mr. Martin say anything about
me?"
"Said he expected to see you this morning. He'll be here in about half
an hour. He's terribly worried over his son Jim, who's sick in
Philadelphia.
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