"Does he do business in New York?" asked Grant.

"Yes; his store is on Broadway."

"We live on Madison Avenue, and whenever you are in the city we
shall be very glad to have you call," said Mrs. Clifton, graciously.

"Thank you; I should like to call very much," answered Grant, who
was quite sincere in what he said. "But I don't often go to New
York."

"Perhaps you will get a place there some time," suggested Carrie.

"I should like to," replied Grant.

"Then your father does not propose to send you to college?" It was
Mrs. Clifton who said this.

"He wishes me to go, but I think I ought to go to work to help him.
He has two other children besides me."

"Is either one a girl?" asked Carrie.

"Yes; I have a sister of thirteen, named Mary."

"I wish you would bring her here to see me," said Carrie. "I haven't
got acquainted with any girls yet."

Mrs. Clifton seconded the invitation, and Grant promised that he
would do so. In fact, he was pleased at the opportunity it would