"Is that so? Who is he?"
"Dick Box."
"Dick Box? What a strange name."
"Well, I found him in a queer place—in a box—so I give him dat name. He don't know any udder."
"That's odd. Well, I am going up to Central Park. Which is the best way to get there?"
Jimmy gave the necessary directions.
"I'd like to have you come along," proposed Mr. Crosscrab, who had taken quite a liking to Jimmy.
"Can't leave me business. Me partner'd git mad if I made him do all de work."
"No, probably it wouldn't be right. Well, perhaps I will see him some day and take you both along. I need a guide to show me around New York. I suppose you would come if I made it worth your while?"
"I'll have t' speak t' me partner," replied Jimmy with a laugh.