I couldn't do it, I know." "I don't stand for the dignity." "Ah, well, there is a difference in folks." "That's a fact," replied Bobby, as he hurried to the office of Mr.
Bayard, leaving Mr.Timmins to sun himself in his own dignity.
The bookseller was surprised to see him so soon, but he gave him a cordial reception.
"I didn't expect you yet," said he.

"Why do you come back?
Have you got sick of the business ?" "Sick of it! No, sir." "What have you come back for then ?" "Sold out, sir." "Sold out! You have done well!" "Better than I expected." "I had no idea of seeing you till to-morrow night; and I thought you would have books enough to begin the next week with.

You have done bravely." "If I had had twenty more, I could have sold them before to-morrow night.

Now, sir, if you please, I will pay you for those books--thirty-three dollars and fifty cents." "You had better keep that, Bobby.

I will trust you as long as you wish." "If you please, sir, I had rather pay it;" and the little merchant, as proud as a lord, handed over the amount.
"I like your way of doing business, Bobby.