Ned Wilding's Disappearance; or, The Darewell Chums in the CityChapman, Allen
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Ned Wilding's Disappearance; or, The Darewell Chums in the City
Chapman, Allen
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; High school students -- Juvenile fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Juvenile fiction
With little hope in their hearts, but with dogged patience, and a
determination to keep up the search, William and Bart started out.
CHAPTER XXVIII
NED A PRISONER
Ned followed Cassidy through the streets, the lodging-house keeper
leading the way, and seemingly in no fear that the boy would give him
the slip. As a matter of fact, Ned did not intend to try to escape. He
was, in a sense, a voluntary prisoner now, as he knew, if he tried to
run away again, Cassidy would probably take after him and raise such a
disturbance that the police would interfere. And Ned had his own reasons
for not wanting anything to do with the bluecoats.
Afterwards he thought how senseless, in a measure, his fears were, but
at the time they loomed up large before him, and caused him to do things
of which, otherwise, he would not have dreamed.
"Hurry up!" exclaimed Cassidy when he and Ned had been walking about
half an hour. "I haven't got all day."
"What do you intend to do?" asked Ned.
"I intend to make you work out the value of the money you stole from me.
One of my porters has left and I have to have another. Instead of hiring
one I'll make you do the work until you square things."
"I never took your money!" declared Ned.
"You've said that several times," Cassidy exclaimed. "I don't want to
hear it again. I saw you, but I'm willing to give you a chance to reform.
No use calling in the police unless I have to, but I will, if you don't
do as I tell you."
The man spoke earnestly, and not unkindly, and Ned began to believe that
Cassidy really believed he stole the money, a thing the boy had not
admitted at first.
"Some day you'll find you're wrong," Ned said.
"I guess not! Jim Cassidy doesn't make mistakes," was the answer. "If I
do I'll pay you back with interest."
They reached the lodging house where Ned had stopped before, and whence
he had escaped in the night.
"Go ahead up," commanded Cassidy. "Get a broom and a pail of water and
scrub out the rooms. I'll allow you at the rate of a dollar and a half a
day. I had fifteen dollars under my pillow that you took. I got four and
a half of it back, counting the fifty cents from the fruit man, and that
leaves ten dollars and a half you owe me. You work seven days and I'll
call it square, and give you your bed free at night. That's more than
you deserve, but you're young and I'll give you a chance."
Ned thought it was a pretty poor chance, considering his innocence of
the theft, but he decided it was best not to answer. He got a pail and
broom, and, taking off his coat set to work cleaning the dirty floor.
Cassidy watched him a while in silence and remarked:
"I'll be on the lookout, so don't try to sneak away."
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