“Thank Heaven!” said Mrs. Brent to herself. “Then he won't discover where we are.”
The Continental Hotel is situated at the corner of Chestnut and Ninth Streets, and Mrs. Brent feared that Jonas would stop the car at that point. As it was, the boy did not observe that his mother had met an acquaintance, so intent was he on watching the street sights.
When they reached Ninth Street mother and son got out and entered the hotel.
“I guess I'll stay down stairs awhile,” said Jonas.
“No, Philip, I have something to say to you. Come up with me.”
“I want to go into the billiard-room,” said Jonas, grumbling.
“It is very important,” said Mrs. Brent emphatically.
Now the curiosity of Jonas was excited, and he followed his mother into the elevator, for their rooms were on the third floor.
“Well, mother, what is it?” asked Jonas, when the door of his mother's room was closed behind them.
“I met a gentleman who knew me in the horse-car,” said Mrs. Brent abruptly.