"Yes, sir, and I wish you to put up your best turkey, and other things that I will order, and send at once to the address that my young friend here will give you."
Will stood aghast, as he heard the orders, for flour, tea, coffee, sugar, hams and other things were on the list until he seemed to feel that his kind friend was going to provision the flat for a year to come.
"Now, Will, we must take a carriage, for I am a trifle lame, from the effects of an old wound when I was a soldier in the Mexican war," and a passing hack was called, and the two entered it.
Arriving at the tenement-house the gentleman bade the driver wait, and then he followed Will up the dingy flights of stairs to the top floor.
Opening the door of the sitting-room, Will ushered his guest in, and Mrs. Raymond arose from her easy-chair at sight of a stranger.
She looked pale and thin, but very beautiful, and her face slightly flushed as she saw her son with the visitor.
"This is my mother, Mr. Ivey, and this, my little sister Pearl.
"Mother, this gentleman has been most kind to me," and Will introduced his visitor with the ease of one double his years.
The visitor seemed amazed at the lovely woman he beheld before him, and instinctively he knew that he was in the presence of a lady.