“Won’t you come in and take a cup of coffee while Chester is finishing his breakfast?” she said.
“Thank you, ma’am.”
Abel was a boy who was always ready to eat and drink, and he accepted the invitation with alacrity.
“So Mr. Tripp wants to see me?” said Chester. “Do you know what it’s about?”
“He’ll tell you,” answered Abel, evasively.
Chester was not specially interested or excited. He finished his breakfast in a leisurely manner, and then taking his hat, went out with Abel. It occurred to him that Mr. Tripp might be intending to discharge Abel, and wished to see if he would return to his old place.
“So you don’t know what he wants to see me about?” he asked.
“Well, I have an idea,” answered Abel, in a mysterious tone.
“What is it, then?”
“Oh, I dassn’t tell.”