CHAPTER XIII.
GILBERT CALLS ON THE VIVIANS.
As the boarders rose from the dinner-table on Friday, Alphonso Jones addressed Gilbert.
“Let us take a walk,” he proposed.
“Thank you,” said Gilbert; “but I have an engagement.”
“I suppose there is a lady in the case,” said Alphonso, slyly.
“There is a young lady where I am going,” answered Gilbert.
“So I thought. I suppose you wouldn’t be willing to mention names?”
“Oh, yes. I am going to call on Mr. Vivian, in West Forty-eighth Street.”
“What! Mr. Vivian, the great merchant?” asked Jones, surprised.
“I believe he is an extensive importer.”