.

"No. How did is turn out?"

"It sold at 80."

"Did you sell?"

"Yes."

She made a rapid calculation and said:

"You have made a fortune."

"Yes, so we have, but mum is the word."

"Do I get anything?"

"Of course; ten percent."

She gasped, turned pale, and seemed almost ready to faint.

"I have a check for your share in my pocket," he added.

"How much is it?"

"Seventeen thousand."

"Oh, Fred!"

"Do suppose you would turn up your nose at a eager boy now if he were to
come courting he remarked.

"That depends on who he is and how he behaves himself," she replied,
regaining control of herself.

Then a minute or two later she asked:

"What am I to do? Please tell me for my head is all in a whirl."

"Oh, don't lose your head," said he laughing. "Just leave it where you
left the other one and that will be all right. Keep your eyes and ears
open for another tip."

"Why, must I keep on at work?"

"Yes, of course. How can you get any tips if you don't?"

"I'm afraid I can't do much work with so much money in bank."

"Why, that ought to make you work harder. You should not think of
stopping before you have made at least one hundred thousand dollars.
Then you could live in a fine house and keep a carriage."

They went on up the street talking and laughing. He gave her the check
and she put it in her pocket.

"Now, Callie," he said, "I've rented a flat in the block above where you
live and have bought some furniture for it. I want you to select the
carpets, curtains and other things for me, as I don't know what they are
worth, or even what sort to get. I am preparing a surprise for my aunt
and sister."

"Oh, that is good of you! They don't know of your good luck yet?"

"They don't even dream of it."

"Oh, what a surprise it will be to them. Of course I will help you,
Fred. Where are you going to buy?"

"Come along with me," and they went to a big store where he had already
purchased some things. She had good tastes, good judgment and was a
quick buyer. In half an hour she had made the selections; Fred paid the
bill and ordered everything put into the flat as soon as possible.

Then he saw her home, left her at the entrance and made his way across
town toward his aunt's humble abode. She was still at work over the tub,
and, as a matter of course, very tired.

"I'll break all that up in a few days," he said to himself.

Two days later Broker Bowles said to him:

"You can get Risley