Jr. Horatio Alger, Herbert Carter's Legacy; Or, the Inventor's Son
“ Temple,” said the squire, as the young gentleman came in to supper a little late. “Indeed! How old are you, James?” James took in at a glance the visitor's appearance, which did not give the impression of prosperity, and answered, with haughty condescension: “I am almost sixteen.” “I congratulate you, Mr. Leech,” said Temple. “I am not blessed with a son. I would gladly give twenty thousand dollars could I have a son of your boy's age.” James pricked up his ears. Temple spoke as if he had the twenty thousand dollars to give. He must be a man of property and so entitled to respect. ”
