"Mrs. Edward Danforth," repeated the sexton, on hearing the story of Paul's exploit.
"Why, she attends our church."
"Do you know Mr. Danforth?" asked Paul, with interest.
"Only by sight. I know him by reputation, however."
"I suppose he is very rich."
"Yes, I should judge so. At any rate, he is doing an extensive business."
"What is his business?"
"He is a merchant."
"A merchant," thought Paul; "that is just what I should like to be, but I don't see much prospect of it."
"How do you like Mrs. Danforth?" inquired the sexton.
"Very much," said Paul, warmly. "She was very kind, and made me feel quite at home in her company."
"I hope she may be disposed to assist you.
She can easily do so, in her position."
The next day Paul did not as usual go out in search of a situation. His mind was occupied with thoughts of his coming interview with Mrs. Danforth, and he thought he would defer his business plans till the succeeding day.
At an early hour in the evening, he paused before an imposing residence on Fifth Avenue, which he had seen but not entered the day previous.
He mounted the steps and pulled the bell.
A smart-looking man-servant answered his ring.
"Is Mrs. Danforth at home?" asked Paul.
"Yes, I believe so."
"I have called to see her."
"Does she expect you?" asked the servant, looking surprised.
"Yes; I come at her appointment," said Paul.
"Then I suppose it's all right," said the man.
"Will you come in?" he asked, a little doubtfully.
Paul followed him into the house, and was shown into the drawing-room, the magnificence of which somewhat dazzled his eyes; accustomed only to the plain sitting-room of Mr. Cameron.
The servant reappeared after a brief absence, and with rather more politeness than he had before shown, invited Paul to follow him to a private sitting-room upstairs, where he would see Mrs. Danforth.
Looking at Paul's plain, though neat clothes, the servant was a little puzzled to understand what had obtained for Paul the honor of being on visiting terms with Mrs. Danforth.
"Good evening, Paul," said Mrs. Danforth, rising from her seat and welcoming our hero with extended hand. "So you did not forget your appointment."
"There was no fear of that," said Paul, with his usual frankness. "I have been looking forward to coming all day."
"Have you, indeed?" said the lady with a pleasant smile.
"Then I must endeavor to make your visit agreeable to you. Do you recognize this desk?"
Upon a table close by, was the desk which had been purchased the day previous, at Appleton's.
"Yes," said Paul, "it is the one you bought yesterday.
I think it is very handsome."
"I am glad you think so. I think I told you that I intended it for a present. I have had the new owner's name engraved upon it."
Paul read the name upon the plate provided for the purpose. His face flushed with surprise and pleasure. That name was his own.
"Do you really mean it for me" he asked.
"If you will accept it," said Mrs. Danforth, smiling.
"I shall value it very much," said Paul, gratefully.
"And I feel very much indebted to your kindness."
