Ben smiled pitifully, and said: "Poor boy, you must not let your heart run away with your common sense; we cannot stop in Chicago."
Edward was thoughtful for a minute, and then said: "I will stop anyway, Ben—I have made up my mind to.
"Well, if you have, I will also stop; but Edward, look out, it is dangerous to get acquainted too quick with a girl, especially a Chicago girl," he added.
This last remark made Edward angry, and he was tempted to take offense, but he knew that his friend had no intention but to give him good advice, and then they were to stop in Chicago—that was what he wanted.
When they arrived at the great metropolis of the West, Edward offered to see Miss King to her home, while the Russian was to wait at the station until his return.
When Edward came back, his friend asked him: "Did she cry when you left her?"
"Ben, I don't like to hear you speak this way about her. No; I won't permit any joking about it."
"All right, Ed, but what do you know about her?"
"I know that she is a good girl, and that she is not making sport of me."
"How do you know it?"