"Oh, you mean the young man of Benham and
Co., who was talking to Mrs. Tripp?" he said.
A quick flush of angry consciousness crossed Rupert's face. "Maybe; he
has just cheek enough for anythin'."
"And you want to be like him?" said Mr. Ford.
"You know what I mean, Mr. Ford. Not LIKE him. Why YOU'RE as good as
he is, any day," continued Rupert with relentless naivete; "but if a
jay-bird like that can get on, why couldn't I?"
There was no doubt that the master here pointed out the defectiveness
of Rupert's logic and the beneficence of patience and study, as became
their relations of master and pupil, but with the addition of a certain
fellow sympathy and some amusing recital of his own boyish experiences,
that had the effect of calling Rupert's dimples into action again. At
the end of half an hour the boy had become quite tractable, and, getting
ready to depart, approached his sleeping brother with something
like resignation. But Johnny's nap seemed to have had the effect of
transforming him into an inert jelly-like mass.
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