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Digging for Gold
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“Well,” he said, “I’ll take the risk.”
“I don’t take back the offer of a suit of clothes, Grant,” said Rodney smoothly. “I’ll bring ’em over the next time I come.”
“Yes, do, Rodney,” put in his grandfather.
“You needn’t take the trouble, Rodney,” said Grant. “I shan’t wear the suit if you bring it.”
“I suppose you expect I’ll buy you a new one,” sneered Seth Tarbox.
“No, I don’t.”
“Then you are content to go as you are?”
“No, I shall have a new suit in a few days, if I have to pay for it myself.”
“You’re welcome to do that,” responded Seth in a tone of satisfaction, for he concluded that Grant’s mother would pay the bill, and that suited him.
No more was said to Grant on the subject of his delay in returning from the other farm. He had occasion a little later to go on an errand, and called at the village tailor’s.
“Mr. Shick,” he said, “I want you to make me up a good serviceable suit. How much will it cost?”
“It depends on the cloth, Grant. Here is a remnant that will wear like iron. I can make it up in two styles, according to the trimmings, seventeen dollars or twenty.”
“I want a good suit, and will pay twenty.”
The tailor was rather surprised, for he knew that Grant’s step-father was a thoroughly mean man.
“Mr. Tarbox is getting liberal, isn’t he?” he inquired. “That’s more than he pays for his own suits.”
“He isn’t going to pay for mine.”
“Oh, it’s your mother, then.”
“No, I shall pay for it myself.”
“Will it be cash down?”
“Yes.”
“I am glad you are so well off, Grant,” said Mr. Shick, puzzled.
“So am I. You may rest assured that you won’t have to wait for your money.”
“Then I’ll do a good job. You shall have as nice a suit as any boy in the village. You deserve it, too, Grant, for you’re a hard-working boy.”
“Just say that to Mr. Tarbox when you meet him,” said Grant, smiling, “for I am afraid he doesn’t fully appreciate me.”
As Grant left the tailor’s shop he met Rodney at the door. Rodney found the farm rather a slow place, and had made a second visit to the village.
“Hallo,” he exclaimed, “have you been into the tailor’s?”
“Yes,”
“I suppose you had business there.”
“I had.”
“What was it?”
“You can ask Mr. Shick, if you like. I’m in a hurry.”
Rodney decided to act on this suggestion.
“How do you do, Mr. Shick?” he said politely, for he wanted to get some information. “I see Grant has just been in here.”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to make him a suit?”
“Yes.”
Rodney was surprised.
“Would you mind showing me the cloth?” he asked. “I might like to get a suit myself.”
“I shall be happy to fill your order. This is the cloth.”
“It looks pretty good.”
“Yes, it is of excellent quality.”
“How much do you charge for a suit off this cloth?”
“Twenty dollars is what I charged Grant.”
It must be explained that Shick, being in the country, was obliged to put his prices a good deal lower for the same article than if he lived in the city.
“Well, I hope you’ll get your pay,” said Rodney shortly.
“I shan’t trouble myself about that. Grant is an honest boy.”
“Well, I’m glad you feel so confident.”
Rodney left the shop abruptly, and, going into the street, came face to face with his grandfather.
“Grandfather,” he said, “I’ve got some news for you.”
“Have you, Rodney? What is it?”
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