But,
for all that, you're right, and you ought to go. You
may count on forty dollars a week; and if Depew City--
one of nature's centres for this State--pan out the
least as I expect, it may be double. But it's forty
dollars anyway; and to think that two years ago you
were almost reduced to beggary!"
"I WAS reduced to it," said I.
"Well, the brutes gave you nothing, and I'm glad of it
now!" cried Jim. "It's the triumphant return I glory
in! Think of the master, and that cold-blooded Myner
too! Yes, just let the Depew City boom get on its legs,
and you shall go; and two years later, day for day,
I'll shake hands with you in Paris, with Mamie on my
arm, God bless her!"
We talked in this vein far into the night. I was
myself so exultant in my new-found liberty, and
Pinkerton so proud of my triumph, so happy in my
happiness, in so warm a glow about the gallant little
woman of his choice, and the very room so filled with
castles in the air and cottages at Fontainebleau, that
it was little wonder if sleep fled our eyelids, and
three had followed two upon the office-clock before
Pinkerton unfolded the mechanism of his patent sofa.
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