"I'm glad to hear it," said Rufus.
"I get a hundred dollars a month."
"I'm glad you are prosperous, Mr. Martin."
"Maybe you'll be more willing to own the relationship now."
"I'm glad for your sake only," said Rufus. "I can take care of Rose well enough alone. But I must be going."
"All right! I'll go along with you."
"I am in a hurry," said Rufus, uneasily.
"I can walk as fast as you," said Martin, maliciously. "Seein' you're my step-son, I'd like to know what sort of a place you've got."
The street being free to all, Rufus could not shake off his unwelcome companion, nor could he evade him, as it was necessary for him to go back to the office at once. He consoled himself, however, by the reflection that at any rate Martin wouldn't find out his boarding-place, of which he was chiefly afraid, as it might affect the safety of Rose.
"What have you got in that box?" asked Martin.