A young man, a few yards ahead of them, turned. As his gaze rested upon the two girls he stopped, and lifted his cap.
Shirley approached quickly and extended her hand, which Dick grasped warmly. Then he shook hands with Mabel.
“It’s good to see you again,” he said warmly.
“And I’m glad to see you again,” said Shirley. “What are you doing in Louisville?”
“I’m working here,” was the reply. “I’m office boy in one of the large newspaper offices. Some day,” he added, “I hope to be a reporter.”
“And I am sure it will not be long before you are,” declared Shirley. “How is it that you are not working this afternoon?”
“I work all night,” was the reply. “I go to work at six o’clock.”
“Have you seen anything of Jones?” demanded the girl, after some further talk.
“I thought I saw him on the street the other day,” was the reply, “but I am not sure. However, I suppose he is here. Have you had any more trouble with him?”
“Yes,” replied Shirley, and told him everything that had happened since Dick had left them.