"I guess the reason is that Bulson is afraid Mr. Horton will relent and take Miss Gertrude back, and then she'll come in for half the money, after all. He is so piggish that he wants to get it all."
"Mr. Horton ought to be told how Bulson is acting."
"Miss Gertrude says he is a strange man and won't believe what anybody says about his nephew."
"He must be strange, or he wouldn't turn such a nice young lady as Miss Horton out of doors," said Van Pelt feelingly. He had met Gertrude several times and was much interested in her.
On the week following Mrs. Kennedy was served with a notice to quit her apartments, as the tenement was to be torn down. She and Gertrude hunted up other rooms, not far from Nelson's stand. These were bright and cheerful and a very great improvement over those vacated.
"And I will feel safer," said Gertrude. "For I fancy Homer Bulson knew the other home and often watched me going in and coming out."
Gertrude was right in her surmise. Homer Bulson was watching her very closely and laying his plans to make her his own, in spite of herself.
But when everything was in readiness to make a move, he found to his chagrin that the rooms were empty and the building was being torn down.
"Hang the luck, anyhow!" he muttered sulkily. "Now where in the world shall I look for her?"