"Where are you living?"
"In this house."
"Then we can remain together. I have not thanked you yet for coming to my help, and saving my money."
"I am glad to have helped the son. It will help offset the injury I have done the father."
Bert, accompanied by Ralph Harding, took the evening train for New York. Their arrival was timely, for reasons which will be shown in a later chapter.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
ALBERT MARLOWE MEETS HIS VICTIM.
Like most wrong-doers, Albert Marlowe had never ceased to entertain an apprehension that his connections with the bond theft would some time be made public. Yet, as the years rolled by, and he became rich and prosperous, his fears abated somewhat, and he felt no qualms of conscience, though he knew that an innocent man was suffering exile for his sake. When he thought of John Barton it was with dislike. For nothing is truer than the saying that we dislike those whom we have injured. He did not know whether Barton was alive or dead, but hoped that he was dead, as this would make him absolutely safe.