"I am a carpenter."
"Where do you live?"
I gave him Mrs. Greenough's address, and he wrote it down in his memorandum book.
"But I must go home, sir; I ought to have gone long ago. I am afraid my father will think something has happened to me," I continued.
"Well I think something has happened to you. But I will not keep you any longer. I will go home with you, if you have no objection."
"I should be very glad to have you, sir."
"I should like to see your father."
While he was putting on his overcoat, I took Mr. Gracewood's note from my pocket, and tendered it to him.
"What's that, Phil?" he asked.