“Yes: tell me, for there are some things I value, and some I do not.”
“Popsy, does ye hear what a opinion he has of your morals?”
Gray walked across the room, and opening a door that led to an inner apartment, he entered it and remained absent some minutes. During that absence he took from a chest (the key of which he had about him) a large sum of money, being the bulk of what he had, from time to time, received of Learmont, and he stowed it carefully about his person; the greatest care, however, he bestowed upon a packet of papers that were at the bottom of the bag. These he placed carefully in his breast, and then returned to the room in which was the bear warden and his shaggy associate.
“Hark you, friend,” said Gray, “I am going to leave this house.”
“Good morning,” said the bear warden.
“You seem a—a deserving man.”
“Do I?”
“Yes: I will give you the furniture you see about here, if you will defend it against all comers; and should a young girl come here, will you detain her for me?”
“Well, that’s odd,” said Tibbs, “but I don’t know you, my master.”
“Nor will you, I will take my own time and opportunity of calling upon you.”