“I will see him, though,” said Harry, “if I follow him for a week.”
Volume Three—Chapter Twenty.
Beating the Bars.
“Now!” exclaimed Richard Pellet, as soon as he and his unwelcome visitor were in the cab, “will you wait patiently, if I take you somewhere, till I can place you where you will see your little one?”
She gazed long and earnestly in his face before answering.
“Will you keep your word?”
“I will!” he said, and she bent her head, when, lowering the front window, Richard gave fresh instructions to the driver, who drew up at the end of a long busy street.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked, suddenly.