"Well, you've been gone long enough," he said, roughly. "Why didn't you stay all night?"
"I came as quick as I could. It's a long ways," said the boy. "Then they stopped two or three times."
"Did you find out where they lived?" asked Martin, eagerly.
"Yes, I followed 'em clear to the door."
"Where is it?"
"Where's the half dollar you promised me?" said the boy, with commendable2 caution.
"I'll give it to you when you've told me where it is."
"I want it first."
"Do you think I won't give it to you?" demanded Martin, angrily.
"Maybe you will, and maybe you won't. I never saw you before."
"I'll give you the money as soon as you tell me."
"It's No. 125 Centre Street."
"All right, my lad, I'll pay you when I get ready as long as you've made such a fuss about it."
"Well," said the boy, coolly, "I guess you won't make any more out of it than I do."
"Why not?" asked Martin suspiciously.
"Because I've told you the wrong street and number."
"Is that so?"
"If you don't believe it, go to 125 Centre Street, and see if you can find them."
"You're a young rascal," said Martin, angry at being foiled.
"Maybe I am; but I don't mean to be cheated by you or any other man."
"I've a good mind to give you a thrashing."
"You'd better if you want to sleep in the station-house to-night," returned the boy, not in the least alarmed.
"So you were going to tell me the wrong place, and take my money, were you?"
"No; if you'd given me the money, I'd have told you right afterwards."
"Well, here's your money," said Martin, taking out fifty cents.
"I want seventy-five cents now."
"What for?"
"Because you tried to cheat me."
"Then I won't give you anything."
"All right. Then you must find out for yourself where they live."
"Come, boy, don't be foolish. Here's your fifty cents."
"Keep it yourself till there's twenty-five more."
Further effort proving unavailing, James Martin recalled the boy, who had already started to go, and very unwillingly3 complied with his demand.
"Well," said the boy, depositing the money carefully in his pocket, "now I'll tell you. It's No. — Franklin Street, near the North River."
"Are you telling me the truth?" asked Martin, suspiciously, for he would never have thought of this quarter.
"Yes, it's the truth. If you don't believe it, you can go and see for yourself."
"Franklin Street!" repeated Martin to himself. "Perhaps it's true. The boy's a deep one. He thought I wouldn't find him out there. Perhaps he'll find himself mistaken. I'd like to see him when he finds the girl gone."
James Martin, not relying wholly on the boy's information, determined4 to go round and find the place indicated, and see if he couldn't ascertain5 definitely whether it was correct. If so, he would lay his plans accordingly.
Following up this determination, twenty minutes later found him standing6 in front of the house. But he could not, without inquiring, obtain the desired information, and this he hardly liked to do, lest it should be reported to Rough and Ready, and so put him on his guard.
He stood undecided what to do; but chance favored him. While he was considering, he saw the newsboy himself come up the street and enter the house, with a loaf of bread under his arm. He was just returning from a bakery near by, and the bread was to form a part of the supper to which all three brought excellent appetites.
James Martin crouched7 back in a door-way, in order to escape observation, at the same time pulling his hat over his eyes. The precaution, however, proved unnecessary, for the newsboy never looked across the street, and was far enough from suspecting the danger that menaced the little household. He was thinking rather of the nice supper,—a little better than usual,—which was being prepared in honor of the holiday, and thinking how much more pleasantly they were situated8 than in the room at Leonard Street, on the other side of the city.
"It's all right!" muttered Martin to himself with satisfaction. "The boy told me the truth, and I don't mind the seventy-five cents, as long as I've found out where they live. They'll find I aint so easily fooled as I might be. A day or two'll tell the story."
He had learned all he wished to know, and walked back to Broadway, where it is unnecessary to follow him.
The next day Rose and Miss Manning were sitting together in the neat little room to which both had become attached. Miss Manning was sewing as usual. Rose was sitting on a stool at her feet, with her eyes fixed9 on a small reading-book.
"I think I know my lesson, Miss Manning," she said at last, raising her eyes.
"Very well, Rose, I am ready to hear you."
The seamstress laid down her work, and Rose standing by her side, read the lesson to her without a mistake.
"Didn't I say it well, Miss Manning?" she asked, proudly.
"Yes, Rose, you are doing famously; I am quite proud of my pupil."
"I shall soon get through my book. Then Rufie will have to buy me another."
"I have no doubt he will be very glad to do so, Rose. He is very anxious that you should get along fast."
"Isn't he a good boy, Miss Manning?"
"Yes, he is a very kind, considerate brother."
"I like it so much better than when I lived with—Mr. Martin. Do you think I shall ever see him again, Miss Manning?"
"I cannot tell, Rose. I hope not; for I do not think you would be happy with him."
"He used to drink rum, and it made him so cross I used to be afraid of him."
"Rum ruins a great many people, Rose."
"I don't see how anybody can like it," said the little girl. "Once fath—I mean Mr. Martin, brought some home in a bottle, and when he was out, I thought I would just taste a little—"
"O Rose!"
"Only a very little, a tiny spoonful, to see how it tasted. But it was so strong, and tasted so bad, I could not swallow it. I don't see how anybody can like it."
"Yes, Rose, it does seem strange. But I am going to ask you to go on a little errand for me."
"I should like to go," said the little girl, jumping up. "What is it, Miss Manning?"
"Lindsay's?"
"Yes. I should like to have you go there and buy me another spool, the same number as this. I will give you the spool, so that you can show it to the man behind the counter."
"Yes, Miss Manning."
"Here are ten cents. You can bring me back the change. If you want to, you can stop at the candy-shop, and buy a stick of candy out of what is left."
"Oh, thank you, Miss Manning. Shan't I buy you a stick too?"
"No, Rose, I have got over my love for candy."
"Didn't you use to like it when you were a little girl?"
"Yes, Rose; but now make haste, for I have only a needleful of cotton left, and I want to finish this work to-night, if I can."
Rose put on her bonnet11, and went downstairs, proud of the commission with which she was intrusted. She was actually going shopping, just as grown women do, and this gave her a feeling of dignity which made her carry her little form with unusual erectness12. She little suspected that the danger which her brother and herself most dreaded13 lay in wait for her in the street beneath; that she was about to be torn from the pleasant home which she had begun to enjoy so much. Nor did Miss Manning suspect to what peril14 she was exposing her young charge, and what grief she was unconsciously laying up for Rufus and herself.
James Martin was lurking15 near the house, and had been lounging about there for three or four hours He had notified his employer in the morning that he had business in New York, and should be unable to work that day. He had also given notice to his landlady16 that he expected to bring his daughter home that night, and he wanted her to prepare accommodations for her.
With the design of procuring17 her he had come over and repaired to Franklin Street; but Rose and Miss Manning seldom stirred out in the morning, and he had watched and waited in vain until now. He had made several visits to a neighboring groggery and indulged in potations which helped to while away the time, but he was getting very impatient, when, to his great joy, he saw Rose come out upon the sidewalk, and alone, which was better still. He had made up his mind to claim her, even if she were accompanied by Miss Manning; but this might excite a disturbance18, and he knew there would be danger of interference from the police, which he did not court. So he considered it a remarkable20 stroke of good luck when he saw Rose coming out alone.
"There she is," he said to himself. "I'll soon nab her. But I wonder where she is going."
He might have seized her at once, but he thought it best not to do so. Very likely there might be somebody who might witness the seizure21, who would know that she was living with Miss Manning, and might be inclined to interfere19. He thought it would be better to follow her a little distance, and effect the capture in another locality.
Rose pursued her way, unconscious of the danger that menaced her. She entered the store, made her purchase, and it wasn't till she had gone a little away from the store that she felt a heavy hand upon her shoulder, and, looking round, to her indescribable dismay and terror, recognized her stepfather.
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