“You’ve hit it boss. Shine yer boots?”
“Go ahead!”
While this operation was being performed, Tom, whose curiosity was excited, began to question in his turn.
“You ain’t no relation to Paul, be you?” he asked.
“What business is it of yours?” demanded Barclay, frowning.
“Didn’t know yer wanted to keep it secret,” said Tom, abashed.
“Have you known the old man long?”
“I’ve knowed old Jerry ever since I was a small kid.”
“How does he make his living?”
“He begs in the streets, when he can get away from Paul. Number 91 is so proud he won’t let him when he knows it.”