"Then you shall have the money. I start East to-morrow, and will take you along with me."
"Then you have prospered?" asked the wondering Guy.
"Yes, but not all the time. I have seen hard times, too. Mr. Kirby discharged me, and I lived some time by giving concerts on the harmonica."
"Really and truly!"
"Yes," answered Dean, laughing. "I don't wonder you are surprised. But here, give away your papers to that newsboy across the street and come to my hotel."
"But I haven't any money."
"I have enough for both."
Dean had the pleasure of restoring Guy to his family, who received him kindly. It is safe to say that he will never again go West in quest of Indians.
A little before noon on Saturday Dean reached Waterford, and walked home. On the way he met Brandon Bates.
"Halloa, so you're back!" said Brandon, eying him curiously.