“No; a man in a carriage brought you.”
“Who was that man?”
Mary Ridley shook her head.
“You did not know?”
“No. I asked Peter, but he would not say, and evaded the question.”
“Did you ever hear where I came from?” and Bob’s heart beat quickly at this direct question.
“I can’t answer that truthfully. Once Peter said you came from a Brooklyn orphan asylum, then he said you were the son of an old friend who had lived in Batavia, and another time he got angry and said he had a good mind to send you back to Buffalo, where you belonged.”
Bob mused for a moment. It was more than likely that the man had spoken the truth when angry, and that Buffalo was the place from which he had been brought.
“Did you hear the name of the man who brought me to Thompson’s?”
“I heard Peter call him Bill.”