"His mother died when he was a little boy, and his father drank himself to death, or something. He won't talk about his family much. He did say though, that his father was a mechanic. I believe that he tells Mr. Udell more about his past than anyone."
"And did Udell tell you all this?"
"No," answered Amy, who suddenly saw what was coming.
"How do you know so much about him then?"
"He told me."
"Indeed. You seem to be on very good terms with this hero. How long were you at the printing office yesterday? I saw you leaving the building."
Amy was silent, but her burning cheeks convinced her father that he had cause to be alarmed.
"Did you talk with him when you were there?"
"Yes sir; he waited on me."
"And do you think it is a credit to your family to be so intimate with a tramp who was kicked out of my place of business?"