"Not unless she thinks I am goin' to run away."
"She mustn't suspect that. We must be sure to keep that from her. I suppose you have no other clothes than those you have on?"
"No, sir."
"I will hunt up a clothing-store, and get you fitted out before we start. I shouldn't like your grandfather to see you in that ragged suit."
Jack looked down at his jacket, frayed, tattered and greasy, and said:
"I've often wished I had nice clothes like that boy," and he pointed out a boy of about his own age, dressed in knickerbockers.
"You shall have your wish to-morrow, Jack. Now I suppose you had better go and buy some more matches, so that Peggy won't suspect anything."
"Yes, sir."
"You'll be sure to meet me to-morrow, Jack?"
"Yes, sir."