"If he is, he's a
fool. I've a great mind to ask father if I may go up to New York,
and see. Maybe he's only humbugging his uncle."
So when Sam got home he preferred a request to visit New York, and
obtained permission.
We now return to the Astor House.
Miss Sinclair and Ben went in to supper together. The young lady had
scarcely taken her place, and looked around her, when she started,
and turned pale.
"Ben," she said hurriedly, "I must leave the table. Do you see that
tall man sitting by the window?"
"Yes, Cousin Ida."
"It is my guardian. He has not seen me yet, but I must be cautious.
Direct a servant to bring me some supper in my room, and come up
there yourself when you are through."
"All right!"
Miss Sinclair left the room, but Ben maintained his place. He took
particular notice of the gentleman who had been pointed out to him.
He was a tall, slender man, with iron-gray hair, and a stern,
unpleasant look. Ben judged that her guardian had not seen Miss
Sinclair, for he seemed wholly intent upon his supper.
"I don't wonder she wanted to run away from him," thought our hero.
Ben smiled as it flashed upon him that this young lady was running
away with him.
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