“I am sorry you cannot see him, Mr. Roscoe.”
“Cannot see him! Why not?”
“Because he has left the institute.”
Allan Roscoe frowned.
“Why has he left?” he asked.
“He has left against my will. I think he has been influenced by an usher in my employ who has behaved very ungratefully. I took him, sir, when he was in danger of starving, and now he leaves me at a day’s notice, after doing all he can to break up my school.”
“I feel no particular interest in your usher,” said Allan Roscoe, coldly. “I wish to obtain information about the boy I placed under your charge. Do you know where he has gone?”
“No; he did not tell me,” answered the principal.
“You wrote me that he had been detected in stealing a wallet!”
“Yes,” answered Socrates, embarrassed. “Appearances were very much against him.”