"You jeered at the business once, and called it a—a fake!" resumed the elder man, somewhat bitterly; "but it's nothing of the sort. Every one of the Everton Remedies is prepared according to the formula of a skillful physician, and they've helped lots of suffering people. Is not my name highly respected? Answer me!"
"I think it is."
"Very well. You shall be my assistant and have an interest in the business. I'll allow you ten thousand a year."
"Good!" said Jim, brightening suddenly. "Then I can get married."
"Oh, Jim!" cried his mother.
"To whom, sir?" asked his father.
"Why, to Susie. Perhaps you have n't heard of her. She's a girl I met at Tamawaca."
"What's her other name?"
"Smith. Susie Smith," dwelling on it lovingly.
"Smith! Well, who is she?"
