“Hello, Andy!” he exclaimed.  “How are you getting along?”

“Pretty well, thank you.”

“I suppose you haven’t struck a job yet?”

“Oh, yes, I have.”

“You have!” ejaculated John, in surprise.  “What kind of a job?”

“I am in a large real estate office down town.”

“Did they take you without a recommendation?”

“No.”

“My uncle wouldn’t give you one.”

“I wouldn’t ask him for one.”

“Who did recommend you, then?”

“Mrs. Mason, of West Fifty-sixth Street.”

“I know.  She is one of our customers.”

“Yes.”

“Probably she hasn’t heard of your being suspected of pawning a watch from our stock.”

“You might tell her.”

“Perhaps I shall,” John said to himself.  “What pay do you get?”

“Five dollars a week.”

“I didn’t think you would get a place.”

Andy smiled.

“I presume Mr. Rich did not care to have me get another place.”

“He thought you would have to go back to the country.”

“I am better off than when I was in the jewelry store,” said Andy.  “How are you getting along?”

“Oh, first-class.”

“I hope you will be able to keep the place.”

“I didn’t know but you might be wanting to come back.”

“I wouldn’t go back if I had the chance.”

John was pleased to hear this.  He was afraid that Mr. Flint might not be satisfied with his uncle’s explanation, and that somehow the truth might come out.

“You must excuse me now,” said Andy.  “I ought to go back to the office at once.”

John returned to the jeweler’s full of excitement.

“Whom do you think I met just now, Uncle Simon?” he asked.

“Andy?”

“Yes.”

“Did you speak with him?”

“Yes.”

“I suppose he is hunting for a place.”

“No; he has got one.”

“Where is he working?”

“In a real estate office down town.  He is getting five dollars a week.”

“I didn’t think he could get a place without a recommendation.”

“He was recommended by one of our customers—­Mrs. Mason.”

“I see.  Well, that is lucky for him.”

Simon Rich spoke indifferently.  He was rather glad that Andy had found a place, as Mr. Flint would be less likely to find fault with his dismissal.

Not so John.  He had never forgiven Andy for superseding him, and he felt aggrieved that he had so soon found employment.  Thinking it over, there came to him a mean suggestion.  He might be able to get Andy discharged from his present place.

As his uncle seemed indifferent, and might not approve of his contemplated action, he decided to say nothing about it.

That evening, after supper, he made his way up to West Fifty-sixth
Street, and sought out the residence of Mrs. Mason.