Gale with a
laugh, which, somehow or other, grated on Tom and seemed to him
insincere. "Our business is such a rushing one that we don't
spend much time anywhere. To get down to brass tacks, we have
come to see you to put a certain proposition before you, Mr.
Swift. You are open to a business proposition, aren't you?"
"Oh, yes," answered Tom. "That's what I'm here for."
"I thought so. Well, now I'll tell you, in brief, what we want,
and then Mr. Ware, our treasurer, can elaborate on it, and give
you facts and figures about which I never bother myself. I attend
to the executive end and leave the details to others," and again
came that laugh which Tom did not like.
"You came here to make me an offer?" asked the young inventor,
wondering to which of his many machines the visitors had
reference.
"Yes," went on Mr. Gale, "we came here to make you a big offer.
In short, Mr. Swift, we want you to work for our company, and we
are willing to pay you ten thousand dollars a year for the
benefit of your advice and your inventive abilities. Ten thousand
dollars a year! Do you accept?"
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