"I'll look out for it," was the answer.
They walked to the ferry, and there took a boat to Jersey City, and then boarded a train bound for the capital city of New Jersey. Mr. Garwell had obtained seats in a parlor car, and the elegant furnishings impressed Nat deeply.
"These cars are like palaces," he said.
"They are certainly comfortable," was his employer's response.
On the trip to Trenton Mr. Garwell asked Nat much about himself, and at last the boy told his tale from beginning to end.
"I don't suppose you care to go back to the farm," said Mr. Garwell, with a quiet smile.
"No, sir, I want to stay in New York. I believe there is more of a future here for me than on the farm."
"Possibly that is true. You had positively nothing to do with that fire at your uncle's barn?"
"No, sir—I didn't even have a light around the place."
"But you saw somebody near by."