Part 17 (2/2)
”He's a good enough boy,” she said. ”But he has got into bad company, and I can't do anything with him.”
”Aren't his parents living?” asked Hal.
”Only his father, and he is a sea captain and ain't home more than three or four times a year. I wish he would take d.i.c.k along with him some time, it might do him good.”
”So it might,” replied Hal. ”By the way, Mrs. Ricket, do you know a man by the name of Hardwick?”
”The book-keeper for the firm where d.i.c.k used to work?”
”Yes.”
”I saw him once, when he was here to see d.i.c.k.”
”Oh, did he come here?”
”Yes, about a week ago.”
”He came to see your nephew, did he?”
”Yes. d.i.c.k took him up to his room, and the gentleman stayed about an hour or more.”
”Do you know where he lives?”
”On East Twenty-third Street, near Third Avenue.”
”The Third Avenue elevated runs close to it, then?”
”Yes. Why do you want to know?”
”I may have to go up on business sometime. I didn't care to ask your nephew for the directions.”
”I see.”
Mrs. Ricket pa.s.sed to the rear of the hall, and Hal continued on his to his room.
”So the two are friends,” he said to himself, as he was was.h.i.+ng himself and combing his hair. ”And both of them are my enemies. This is getting interesting, to say the least.” He paused for a second. ”I have half a mind to do it. It won't do any harm. I will.”
He hurried down to supper, which was being served in the bas.e.m.e.nt, and as soon as it was over, donned his coat and cap once more and made his way over to Third Avenue.
An elevated train was just entering the station, and, paying his nickel, he dropped his ticket in the box, and rushed aboard.
The Fourteenth and Eighteenth Street stations were soon pa.s.sed. Then came Twenty-third Street, and here Hal alighted.
It had begun to snow again, and the youth was compelled to pull his coat-collar well up around his ears, and his cap far down over his eyes, to protect himself from the elements.
He walked down East Twenty-third Street slowly, scanning the buildings closely as he pa.s.sed. It was now about half-past eight o'clock, and he knew it would probably be some time before Hardwick would make his appearance.
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