"Yes; but I wanted to see you, so as to give you my message. Are you going out this morning?"
"Yes; I'm goin' to market."
"Can you go to the Parker House? You know where it is, don't you?"
"Yes; it is on School Street."
Grit was glad that Daniel knew, for he could not have told him.
Grit had written a note in pencil on a sheet of paper which he fortunately had in his pocket. This he handed to Daniel, with full instructions as to the outward appearance of Mr. Benjamin Baker, to whom it was to be handed.
"Now give me the money," said Daniel.
"Here it is. Mind, Daniel, I expect you to serve me faithfully."
"All right!" said, the lank youth, as he disappeared through the door, once more leaving Grit alone.