“I was standing outside the door, when I felt some one touch my shoulder. I looked round, and there he was.”
“My father?”
“Mr. Jacob Drummond, of Stapleton, himself.”
“Did he ask after me?” inquired Joshua, nervously.
“You bet he did!” answered Sam, significantly.
“What did he say?” asked Joshua, looking frightened.
“What did he say?” repeated Sam, a little maliciously. “Well, he called you a young villain, the first thing. In fact, he didn’t seem affectionate.”
“He always treated me mean,” said Joshua, resentfully. “What else did he say?”
“He said you’d run away with several hundred dollars of his, and he seemed very anxious to get hold of you. He’s going to give you a warm reception when that time comes.”
“You didn’t tell him where I was, did you?” said Joshua, in alarm.