"Yes, sir; I always enjoy good health."
Mr. Codicil looked a little surprised, but he regarded with approval the boy's bright face and manly figure.
"He is certainly a very attractive boy," thought the lawyer. "I haven't much confidence in his guardian, but the boy doesn't appear to be spoiled."
"Come, Philip. I am afraid I must hurry you away," said Mr. Grafton, "as I have another visit to pay."
Ben shook hands with the lawyer and went out of his office.
"I cannot help distrusting that man," said Mr. Codicil, as the door closed. "I believe him to be a trickster. I wish the boy were under better influences."
Ben had been at such a distance from the inner office that he had not heard or understood the conversation between his employer and Mr. Codicil, yet it seemed to him singular that he should have received so much attention from the lawyer.
"I suppose Mr. Grafton was speaking to him about me," said he to himself.
When they reached the street Mr. Grafton said: