"Yes."

"What are you selling?" asked Dick.

"I am in the jewelry line now, representing one of the biggest houses
in the United States. I was going through to Cleveland, but I made up
my mind to stop off here and see you. I heard from one of the old boys
that you were here."

"I am sure I am glad to see you, Dan," said Dick, "and glad to know
you are doing well."

"Maybe you'll be a member of the firm some day," added Sam with a
smile.

"I don't know about that. I'm willing to work, and the traveling suits
me first-rate. They pay me a good salary, too--thirty dollars per week
and all expenses."

"Good enough!" cried Dick.

"I came to see you fellows," went on Dan Baxter in a lower voice. "I
haven't forgotten what you did for me when I was on my uppers. It was
splendid of you. I realize it more every day I live. My father is
with me now--that is, when I'm home. We are happier than we ever were
before."

"That's good," murmured Sam.

"I want to see you all. Where is Tom?"