Innis nodded.
'Then old Joslin may go to the devil. I—'
'He'll go soon enough, and without your permission; and if you are not careful, you'll go with him,' interrupted Innis, rising. 'I am all right now,' he continued. 'I've but to step a block and a half and back. I will be with you again in three minutes;' and he darted off to hand in his evening's report.
Hill sat looking at Hiram, who, with all his impenetrability wore a surprised and puzzled expression.
'You don't remember me,' he said.
'No.'
'Why, I am Deacon Hill's son, of Newton. I quit the academy, I guess, just about the time you came. Innis and I were there together. Well, I declare, your innocent look threw me off the track; but I have seen you many a time in Hampton. You used to be with Jessup, didn't you?'
'Yes.'
'You've been coming possum over Joslin; isn't it so?'
'I don't understand you.'