"I have no objection to that, but I must caution you against repeating this nonsensical and absurd story. I have taken a great deal of interest in you on account of your resemblance to poor Philip, to whom I was tenderly attached. It is on that account I engaged you to accompany me. You would not be likely to do as well in New York?" "No, sir; no one would think of paying me as liberally as you do." "I am glad you appreciate the advantages of your position. I hope you won't lose it by any foolishness," added Grafton, significantly. Ben felt that there was no more to say, but he was far from satisfied. He was thoroughly persuaded within himself that the story was true, and that Major Grafton was acting a fraudulent part. How could he find out? He had not forgotten his visit to the office of Mr. Codicil, just before they left New York. He had seen enough, then, to be aware that between Major Grafton and the lawyer there were business relations, and he suspected that they referred to the boy whose place he had taken. This would seem to bear out and confirm the story told by the two ladies. Now, if he should write a letter to Mr. Codicil he might ascertain all he needed to know, and if all was as he suspected he could refuse having any further part in the conspiracy. He did not remember the exact location of Mr. Codicil's office, but he did remember his first name, and he judged rightly that a letter simply directed to the lawyer, and addressed New York, would be likely to reach him. Major Grafton, after the interview between Ben and himself, watched our hero with ever-increasing suspicion. He felt that he was in the boy's power. An indiscreet revelation would overthrow the fabric of fraud which in his self-interest he had erected, and reduce him to earning a precarious living at the gaming-table. In the case of an average boy he would have been secure, from the boy's regard for his own interest; but he saw that Ben was a conscientious boy, of honorable impulses, and this disgusted him. "The boy is dangerous," he decided. "I must place him where he can do no mischief." When a man is thoroughly unprincipled he can always find ways and means for the carrying out of his iniquitous plans. Major Grafton experienced no difficulty in devising a method for staving off the threatened danger. One day after a leisurely breakfast, during which Major Grafton had been unusually chatty and affable, he said: "Philip, I have a pleasure in store for you." "What is it, sir?" "We are going to take a long drive into the country." "Thank you, sir. I shall enjoy it." Fifteen minutes afterward an open carriage drove into the court-yard of the hotel. "Is this the carriage I ordered?" asked Major Grafton. "It is for M. de Grafton," said the driver. "But you are not the man I spoke to." "No, it was my brother. He is obliged to stay at home; his wife is taken suddenly sick."