“Such a man as you, Mose, can make his mark in any path in life, and a brilliant mark, too,” added Nick. “I see a grand future for you now, and I say heartily, God speed it.”
Flood shrugged his broad shoulders and smiled faintly.
“Don’t be too sure of the future, Nick,” said he. “At all events, however, free me from one thought.”
“Namely?”
“That I am led to this renunciation of my business by any fear or thought of the future,” said Flood, with profound feeling. “Now, Nick, having declared my better resolutions, I will come to the chief point and tell you why I am here.”
“I am all attention.”
“I presume you have heard the news, Nick?”
“You refer to that murder out in Fordham?”
“Precisely.”
“Yes, Mose, I have heard of it.”