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A Debt of Honor
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“I believe you, Mr. Brooke. I was only joking.”
While the landlord was bantering Mr. Brooke upon being a rich Englishman, a dark-whiskered man, with a sallow face and shifty eyes, listened with apparent interest. He watched Noel Brooke with a scrutinizing glance, and listened attentively to what he said.
When Brooke decided to board the steamer this man settled his bill and followed him to the boat. At the office the tourist found that a single stateroom was vacant, No. 37, and he secured it.
It contained two berths, an upper and lower.
“You may take the upper berth, Gerald,” he said. “I shall avail myself of my privilege as an older man to occupy the lower.”
“All right, Mr. Brooke. It makes no difference to me.”
The man who had shown such a suspicious interest in Mr. Brooke managed to jostle him a little in going on board the steamer.
“Excuse me,” he said. “Are you going down the river?”
“Yes,” answered Brooke coldly, for he did not like the man’s appearance.
“How far shall you go? To St. Louis?”
“I presume so.”
“I shall probably get off at St. Louis myself. Ever been there before?”
“No, sir.”
“It’s a nice city. I may be able to show you around.”
“Thank you, but I should not like to give you the trouble.”
“No trouble, I assure you. Is that your brother with you?”
“No, it is a young friend.”
Later on, while Mr. Brooke had gone off to smoke a cigar, the stranger sought out Gerald.
“Are you English, like your friend?” he asked.
“No, sir. I am an American.”
“I didn’t quite catch the gentleman’s name.”
“Mr. Brooke.”
“Oh, I’ve heard the name before. I presume he is a rich man.”
“I never asked him,” answered Gerald, displeased with his companion’s curiosity which he considered ill-bred.
“Well, at any rate, you must have money to travel around with him.”
“I am his private secretary.”
“You don’t say so? Is it a soft snap?”
“I don’t understand.”
“I mean is it an easy job?”
“I do not complain of its duties.”
“Where have you been traveling?”
“In Colorado and Utah.”
“All expenses paid, I suppose?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then it is a soft snap. I am a business man, a traveler for a Chicago house.”
“Indeed!” said Gerald, who felt no interest in his companion or his business.
“My name is Samuel Standish. How long are you going to travel with Mr. Brooke?”
“I can’t tell, sir.”
“When you get out of a job, call on me, at No. 114 North Clark Street, Chicago.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“You look like a smart fellow. I will recommend you to my firm.”
“You are very kind, sir.”
“Don’t mention it.”
Mr. Samuel Standish walked away, and directly afterwards a stout gentleman walked by.
Gerald started in surprise, for in the newcomer he recognized Mr. Bradley Wentworth.
CHAPTER XXII
BRADLEY WENTWORTH TRIES TO MAKE MISCHIEF
If Gerald was stupefied at meeting Bradley Wentworth the latter was even more amazed at encountering Gerald.
“You here?” he exclaimed abruptly.
“Yes, sir,” answered Gerald.
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