“Then you may address your letter to Darius Darke, New York Post-office.”
“Darius Darke.”
“Yes; I don’t think you will forget that name. It isn’t my real name, of course. Sorry I haven’t got a card to offer you,” he added, with grim humor.
“I shall remember the name.”
As Tom entered his humble home, he asked himself:
“Why did Mr. Simpson misrepresent the amount of father’s treasure? Of course he knew that he was deceiving me.”
But this question was easier to ask than to answer.
CHAPTER VI.
ENDS IN A FIRE.
DARIUS DARKE, to call him by the name by which he chose to be known, on parting company with Tom, turned his steps toward the house of Mr. Simpson, the wealthy shoe manufacturer.