“So I was; but your father sent for me.”
“He’s your guardian, isn’t he?”
“So I thought; but he tells me I have no money, and must work for my living.”
“Oh, indeed!” said Randolph, superciliously. “That’s quite a different matter.”
Gilbert didn’t like his tone, but did not want to quarrel without cause.
They walked on without further conversation.
Presently Randolph said, “There’s the express office. Now you can look after yourself.”
He darted off, and Gilbert entered the office, not sorry to be rid of his uncongenial companion.
CHAPTER IV.
GILBERT MAKES A NEW ACQUAINTANCE.
Having arranged about his trunk, Gilbert took one of the University-Place cars at the Astor House, and rode up-town. Mrs. Briggs might not know of his coming, and the trunk might be refused.