"Has he found a place for me?" asked Herbert, in a tone of
disappointment.

"Yes, I believe he has bound you out to a man in Cranston."

"I am sorry," said Herbert.

"I shall be sorry to have you go, Herbert, but I thought you wanted to
go."

"So I do; but by waiting a few weeks I could probably get a place in
Beckford & Keyes' store, at the mill village."

"What makes you think so?"

Herbert detailed his interview of the morning with the junior partner.
Just at this moment the doctor entered the kitchen.

"Have you told him?" he inquired, looking at his wife.

"Yes, and he says that but for this he might probably have got a chance
to go into Beckford's store at the mill village."

"I am sorry for this. They are good men, and he would have been near us,
while Cranston is forty miles away."

"Who is the man that wants me?" asked Herbert.

"A Mr. Holden. He is in the other room with Captain Ross. It was all
arranged before they came. He wants you to go with him to-morrow