Farrington looked mad and disappointed at being outwitted in his attempt to make three hundred per cent. However, if Ralph made good he could find no fault with the proposition. He mumbled darkly and Ralph passed on. Then a temptation he could not resist came to the boy, and turning he remarked:
"You'll be glad to know, perhaps, Mr. Farrington, that I have obtained steady work."
"Why should I be glad?"
"Because you advised it, and because it will enable us to pay you your interest promptly."
"Humph!" Then with an eager expression of face Farrington asked: "What are you going to work at?"
"Railroading."
"Very good—of course at the general offices at Springfield?"
"Of course not. I start in at the roundhouse here, to-morrow."
It was amazing how sour the magnate's face suddenly grew. Once more Ralph wondered why this man was so anxious to get them out of Stanley Junction.
Ralph proceeded homewards. It warmed his heart to see how thoroughly his mother entered into all his hopes and projects. She was soon busy in her quick, sure way, sewing on more
