To Bob especially the comforts of his present life gave great happiness, and as the weeks rolled by he became more and more attached to his new home, and spent all the spare time possible in study, being taught by Herbert.
CHAPTER XXXI.
THE BOY BROKER.
While young Randolph was away from his business during the few days of the death and burial of his friend, the proprietor of a house from whom Herbert bought a great many stamps complained to his bookkeeper about the large supply on hand.
“But we cannot get rid of them if no one calls for them,” replied the latter.
“Hasn’t Littlewood been in for any?”
“No, he has not been here for ten days.”
“Ten days,” repeated the merchant thoughtfully. “What has become of the boy broker? I have not seen him here lately.”