“You ought to be one of us.”
“I don’t think I should like it,” said Harry, slowly.
“Perhaps not, but you’re fitted for it, for all that. Well, good-day. I shall see you to-morrow.”
“You are getting to be an important business man, Harry,” said Uncle Obed, when our hero announced that he had a summons to the city next day.
“What is it all about, Harry?” asked his mother, rather puzzled.
“Let the boy explain in his own good time, Mrs. Gilbert,” said the old man. “I know he isn’t in any mischief.”
“I may be able to tell you to-morrow evening, mother. It will be something that will surprise you.”
“I suppose it is all right, Harry, as Mr. Wilkins says so.”
“Yes, mother, I can assure you of that.”
In due time Harry boarded the morning train. He looked through the cars till he found Mr. Pry, the detective, and took a seat beside him.