"Yes; I think I am always hungry," sighed Jack. "Peggy says I eat too much."
"You don't look much like it. Now Jack, one thing more. Would you be willing to leave Peggy, and go to New York with me?"
"Would you take me to my grandfather?"
"Yes; that is just what I want to do."
"I am ready to go now," said Jack, putting his hand confidingly in Mark's.
"That is well, but it will be better to wait till to-morrow. What time do you get up in the morning?"
"About eight o'clock. It isn't any use to go out too early."
"And at what time do you come here, Jack?"
"About half-past eight or nine."
"Then I will meet you to-morrow, somewhere about that time, and I will have tickets ready to take us to New York. We can catch the ten o'clock train. There isn't any danger of Peggy keeping you, is there?"