Styles. "I will buy the claim for two
thousand dollars if you need the money," he whispered.
"No, thank you; I can wait," she replied. "But I will pay you well for
what you have done for us," she added hastily.
"Avast there!" cried the old sailor. "Tom and I are going to settle
his claim. We're going to get our money in one month--two thousand
dollars each!"
A little while later Frank drew Richard to one side.
"I've heard from Mr. Martin," he said. "Since his son died he has lost
all interest in his business, and he wants to sell out and go back to
his family in England."
"Sell out?" repeated Richard in surprise. "It would be a good chance
for us."
"So I thought; a chance that may not happen again in a lifetime. He
has been established twelve years, and has a good run of trade. Last
year his sales amounted to twelve thousand dollars. The rent is only
seven hundred dollars a year, and he has a three years' lease."
"How much does he ask?"
"If he can sell out before the first he will do so at the cost of the
stock--fifteen hundred dollars. Now, by hard scraping I can raise half
of that, and if you can raise the other half, and a little extra
besides, I believe it will prove a good venture."
Richard thought a moment.
"If my mother will advance the money I'll do it," he replied.
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