“You seem to be a sharp boy; I won’t tell you whether you are right or not.”
“I suppose I may go now?”
“Where do you want to go?”
Ernest hesitated. This was a question which he could not at once answer. To go on to Lee’s Falls without the packet would do little good. Yet the bank officers there ought to know that the bonds intended for them had been stolen.
“I will go to Lee’s Falls,” he said.
“Not at present; I have other views for you.” As he spoke the robber turned his horse to the right. Wholly ignorant as to where he was to be carried, Ernest sank back in his seat and resigned himself as well as he could to the situation.