CHAPTER V
DICK AIDS HENRY
"Where are you going to-day, Dick?" asked Mr. Hamilton after breakfast one morning.
"I thought of taking a run in my car. I've bought that property I was telling you about. I think it will be a good investment, and it only took five hundred dollars to secure it. I talked to the agent, and he said I was sure to be able to sell it for a thousand at the end of the year."
"Humph! Well—er—of course, you can't believe all that a real-estate agent says, Dick."
"No, of course. I'm making allowances for that, and I figure that it ought to be worth at least eight hundred a year from now. That will clear me three hundred."
"Well, you can do as you like about it. By the way, I had a visit at the bank yesterday from an agent for a motor boat concern. He said you had ordered a boat from them, and he wanted to know if it was all right."
"I did, dad. I've always wanted one. I hope you told him it was all right."
"I told him to see you about it. I have no ob-
