Dunbar, and the boy can
occupy part of the adjoining room."
"Very well, sir."
"What name?" continued the agent.
"Ida Sinclair," answered the young lady, with visible hesitation.
"And the boy's name?"
Miss Sinclair had forgotten; but Ben promptly answered for himself.
The young lady drew out her pocketbook, and produced several large
bills, out of which she paid the passage money. Then, turning to
Ben, she said: "Now we will go."
Ben followed her out of the office, feeling completely bewildered.
Well he might. The young lady had paid two hundred and fifty dollars
for his passage, and for this large outlay only required him to take
care of her. No wonder he thought it strange.
"You say you are not staying at any hotel?" said the young lady, as
they emerged into the street.
"No, Miss Sinclair."
"I am staying at the Astor House, and it is important that you
should be with me, as I may have some errands on which to employ
you."
"Is it an expensive hotel?" asked Ben.
"That will not matter to you, as I shall pay the bill."
"Thank you, Miss Sinclair; but you are spending a great deal of
money for me."
"I have an object in doing so.
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