While Herbert Randolph could laugh at the drollery and peculiar street language of Bob Hunter and Tom Flannery, he nevertheless found a higher degree of pleasure in the conversation of this intelligent and refined family.
“Papa told us about your imprisonment, Mr. Randolph,” said Ray, looking wonderfully pretty, as Herbert thought. “It must have been dreadful.”
“It was an unpleasant experience,” replied young Randolph, lightly; “but I came out all right.”
“Ah, that reminds me,” said Mr. Goldwin, “that one of the letters you brought me was from my attorney. In it he expressed the opinion that you can recover damages from the old fence for false imprisonment. I would therefore advise you to place the matter in his hands at once, and have him push it.”
“You mean put it into the hands of your lawyer?”
“you embarrass me,” said herbert, blushing.
“I appreciate very highly your interest in my behalf, Mr. Goldwin, and I will do as you say,” replied Herbert.