Part 42 (1/2)

Philip didn't see it in that light, and was so mortified that he didn't give Congreve an opportunity to ask further about the watch, but hurriedly moved on. All the remainder of the afternoon he pa.s.sed in a sullen frame of mind.

CHAPTER x.x.x

CONGREVE'S SCHEME

James Congreve was a dangerous companion for Philip. He was utterly unscrupulous, but took care to keep up a semblance of propriety, in order not to terrify the boy whom he was leading into mischief.

They had commenced playing cards for amus.e.m.e.nt--at least, that was Congreve's pretext--but it had led to playing for a stake.

Occasionally, when the stake was small, Congreve allowed Philip to win; but, when more than a dollar was staked on the game, he generally managed to win himself.

Of course, Philip did not know that he was a victim, and that his chosen friend, Congreve, was a skillful sharper, who had practiced his art on Western steamboats, and was sure to get the better of him.

Why had he remained in this country village so long? Surely, it didn't pay him to fleece one victim, and that one a boy.

I can give the explanation.

He had been leading a fast life for a year back, and a physician whom he consulted had recommended country air and quiet for the summer.

”Unless you follow my directions, Mr. Congreve,” he said, ”I won't answer for your life. You have been going at too quick a pace altogether.”

James was sensible enough to follow this advice, and that is why we find him a guest at the quiet village hotel.

The physician's advice proved to be good. His wasted energies were recuperated, his thin cheeks filled out and showed a healthy color, his appet.i.te improved, and he felt himself again.

When the first week in September arrived, he felt that he was well enough to go back to the city, to more congenial scenes. He was heartily tired of the country, and anxious to get away. Only one thing remained to be done, and that was to collect what Philip owed him.

”I can't wait any longer,” he said to himself. ”I must compel the boy to pay up. It will liquidate my hotel bill and leave me something over. I can't let the thing stand any longer.”

Soon after he had come to this conclusion, Philip entered his friend's chamber.

”How are you, Phil?” said Congreve, carelessly.

”All right!”

”By the way, I've got some news for you.”

”What is it?”

”I'm going away.”

”Going away? Where?”

”Back to the city first. I have an urgent summons from my friends there.”

”How soon do you go?”

”That depends upon you.”