Meanwhile Julius, after a sufficient interval, appeared to wake up. He rose from his couch, and gave himself a general shake. This was his way of making his morning toilet. "Are you awake, Julius?" asked Marlowe. "Yes." "You sleep sound don't you?" "Like a top." "How did they treat you at that house in Madison avenue?" "They was kind to me. They gave me some supper." "Did they ask you if you had a father?" "Yes." "What did you tell 'em?" "That I hadn't got none." "Did they ask who you lived with?" "Yes," said Julius, after a slight pause. "And you told 'em?" "I told 'em I lived with a friend some of the time, when he wasn't absent in the country," said Julius, grinning, as he referred to Jack's frequent terms of enforced seclusion. "Was you ever at the Island, Julius?" "No." "That's odd! You don't do credit to Jack's teaching." "Likely I'll go some time," said Julius, who, knowing that he was suspected, thought it would not do to seem too virtuous. "It ain't so bad when you're used to it. Let me see that coat." Julius tossed it over to Marlowe. It was the only part of his clothing which he had taken off when he went to bed. "It's a good coat." "Yes, a bully one." "The boy--young Hoffman--used to wear it, didn't he?" "Likely he did, but he's a good deal too big to wear it now." "How big is he?" "Most as tall as Jack," said Julius, Jack being considerably shorter than Marlowe. "Big enough to make trouble. However, he'll get a telegram Monday, to go over to Brooklyn, that'll get him out of the way." "That's a good plan, that is!" said Julius, knowing very well that it was only said to deceive him. "Shall you see him to-day?" "If you want me to." "I don't know," said Marlowe. "Do you know where he sleeps?" "No," said Julius. "You didn't tell me to ask." "Of course not. It would only make him suspect something. But I didn't know but you heard something said, as you did about the safe." He eyed Julius keenly as he spoke, and the boy perceiving it, concluded that this was the cause of the sudden suspicion which appeared to have been formed in Marlowe's mind. Of course he knew nothing of the coat, as Paul had not told him of having purchased it. "I didn't hear nothin' said about it," he answered. "If he's away, you won't mind." "That's true. I suppose you didn't find out where his mother sleeps." "Yes, I did. It's the front basement. There was a bed in the room."