"Will you?" said the boy, his face brightening.
"Yes, I will, and you won't find it hard work, either."
"Go ahead, gov'nor."
"Do you see that boy ahead?"
"That young gentleman?"
"Yes," said Rudolph.
"I see him."
"I want you to manage to get him up to my room; it's No. 7 —— street, top floor, just at the head of the stairs."
"Shall I tell him you want to see him?"
"No, he wouldn't come. Tell him your poor grandfather is sick in bed—anything you like, only get him to come."