"I wish you hadn't got to go to New York alone, Dean. Don't you think Mr. Kirby'd wait a day, and then you could go with him?"
"I want to go alone, aunt. I hope I'm smart enough to find my way."
"We'll trust him, wife," said Adin Dunham. "He means we'll, and if he's keerful he'll come out all right."
At length the morning came for Dean's departure. He bade good-bye to the old folks, and walked proudly to the railroad station with a bundle of clothing under his arm.
Rather to his surprise he found Squire Bates at the little depot, walking up and down on the platform.
"So you're starting, are you, Dean?" said the squire.
"Yes, sir."
"I hope you'll do your duty by your employer."
"I shall try to do so, sir."