“So I will. It is a good idea.”
“I hope the gemman didn’t take all your money, sir.”
“No; he didn’t even take half of it. I only wish I had been awake when the boat got to the dock.”
“I would have called you, sir, if you had asked me.”
“I am not much used to traveling. I shall know better next time what to do.”
The finding of the bank book partially consoled Carl for the loss of his pocketbook and gripsack. He was glad to be able to defeat Stuyvesant in one of his nefarious schemes, and to be the instrument of returning Miss Norris her savings bank book.
When he left the boat he walked along till he reached a modest-looking hotel, where he thought the charges would be reasonable. He entered, and, going to the desk, asked if he could have a room.
“Large or small?” inquired the clerk.
“Small.”
“No. 67. Will you go up now?”