“I will pay for him,” and no objection was made.
When Bill was undressed and put to bed and had partaken of a refreshing breakfast he looked a great deal brighter and seemed much more cheerful.
“You are very kind,” he said to Robert.
“I hope somebody would do as much for me if I needed it,” answered Robert. “Do you mind telling me about yourself?”
“I will tell anything you wish,” said Bill, who now felt perfect confidence in his new friend.
“What is your name?”
“Bill Benton; at any rate, that’s what they call me.”
“Don’t you think it’s your real name, then?”
“No.”
“Have you any remembrance of your real name?” asked Robert, not dreaming of the answer he would receive.