Our hero would have been quite willing to dispense with Joel's
companionship, but, being good-natured, he did not feel like
dismissing him, as he would have done had he suspected that the boy
was acting as a spy upon him, at his father's request.
Mr. Fox said very little to his ward at the table, but Harry felt that
he was eyeing him intently.
After supper Harry was about to leave the room when Mr. Fox stopped
him.
"Wait a moment, young man," he said, in a commanding tone.
"Very well, sir," returned Harry, quietly.
"How much money did the passengers give you?"
"Almost three hundred dollars," answered Harry, composedly.
"Did you ever hear the like?" exclaimed Mrs. Fox, in amazement. "If it
had only been Joel."
"Thunder!" exclaimed that young gentleman. "Well, you was lucky. No
such luck for me!"
"It is well you have told me," said John Fox; "not but I knew before.
I met one of the passengers to-day, and he gave me an idea how much it
was. You will please hand it over to me, and I will take care of it."
"I shall not be able to comply with your request, Mr. Fox," said
Harry. "I have not the money with me."
"I don't believe it. You had it this morning. And Joel has been with
you ever since; so you haven't had time to hide it.
Pages:
21
22
23
24
25
26
27
28
29
30
31
32
33
34
35
36
37
38
39
40
41
42
43
44
45