Wait and Hope - Horatio Alger - Bog

"[...] "Good evening, Ben. Sit right down at the table." "Wait till I've washed my hands, aunt. I came home by Mr. Watson's, and that made me a little longer. Have you heard any news?" Ben asked this, thinking it possible that his aunt had already heard of the discharge of some of the factory hands; but her answer satisfied him that she had not.[...]."