“Nor do I,” returned Chester.
“I wouldn’t trust him any further than I could see him. Who was that Ralston? Have you ever seen him before?”
“Once. He doesn’t come into the office when Mr. Fairchild is at home.”
“Do you know anything about him?”
“I know—that is, I have heard that he is a well-known gambler.”
“By the great horn spoon, if I didn’t think so! He seemed very anxious to show me round the city.”
“He would probably have taken you to a gambling house.”
“Not if I was in my senses. I don’t gamble, and I hope you don’t.”
“I shouldn’t know how,” answered Chester, with a smile.
“Have you any engagement for this evening?”