"You will be in the city overnight, then. Where did you think of staying?"
"At the Parker House."
"It is an expensive hotel. You had better stay at my house."
"At your house?" exclaimed Grit, surprised.
"Yes; I may want to ask more questions about Chester. We have tea at half-past six. That will give you plenty of time to attend to your business. I shall be at home any time after half-past five. Will you come?"
"With pleasure," said Grit politely.
"Then I will expect you."
Mrs. Bancroft returned to her seat. Our hero mentally congratulated himself on making so agreeable and serviceable a friend.
"What will Phil say when he learns that I have been the guest of his fashionable relatives in Boston?" thought he.
In due time the train reached Boston, and Grit lost no time in repairing to the bank.