“Is he there now?”
“No, sir.”
“Where is he then?”
“I guess he must be in Boston now.”
“In Boston?” repeated the farmer. “Why, why, how could he get there so quick?”
“He meant to take the five o’clock train from Grafton.”
“He’s a fool! He can’t get any further than Boston. He only had two dollars with him.”
“Is that all?” asked Albert significantly.
“Yes; his mother gave him two dollars, and that wouldn’t much more than get him to Boston.”
Albert did not contradict his statement, but he happened to know that Ben had five dollars more lent by himself.