"I ought to have been up an hour ago," he said to himself. "Suppose the boy is awake, all my plans would be upset."
He dressed in great haste, and then, with one eye upon the sleeping boy, tiptoed to the chair over which Scott's coat was hanging, and drew out the envelope from the inside pocket.
He would have examined the contents, but Scott stirred slightly, and Lane felt that it would be the part of prudence to leave the room at once.
He went downstairs and reported at the desk, valise in hand.
"I am obliged to take an early train for the West," he said, "and will settle my part of the bill."
"Will the boy remain?"
"Yes; his uncle will call for him during the day."
"Very well, sir. Breakfast is on the table."
"I shall not be able to stop, as I am already late. I left the boy asleep. If he inquires for me you may tell him I will write him from—Buffalo."