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He's written to the lawyers on the tudder side and we're to fix it up just as soon as Tom's strong enough to sign articles." "Good enough," said Richard, heartily. During the course of the conversation which followed he told Doc Linyard of his hopes of finding some one who had known his father during the war. "Tom is an old soldier!" exclaimed Doc. "He took to the army and I took to the navy."
"I can't help it," replied Richard stoutly, for he was recovering from the shock he had received. "What I'm telling you is a fact." "What's the matter here?" broke in a hearty voice; and Doc Linyard elbowed his way through the crowd. "What's wrong with the young gentleman?" "What business is that of yours?" returned the man sharply.
Plain Doc Linyard is good enough for such a tough customer as me." "I'll remember it, Mr " "Avast, I say " "I mean Doc Linyard." And shaking hands the two separated. Picking up the two valises, Richard made his way through the crowd, looking for Mr. Joyce. It seemed rather queer that the gentleman who had left his baggage in the boy's care was nowhere to be found.
When Professor Linyard first plied his microscope, the audience of the man of science had been composed of a few fellow-students, sympathetic or hostile as their habits of mind predetermined, but versed in the jargon of the profession and familiar with the point of departure. In the intervening quarter of a century, however, this little group had been swallowed up in a larger public.
"Here you are," he said, and handed back the slip, accompanied by two letters. "Two answers!" exclaimed Richard as he moved away. "Doc Linyard is certainly in luck. I must hurry back. He will be anxious, I know." Richard put the slip in his vest-pocket. In doing so he pulled out two one dollar bills which he had taken from his valise in the morning, and folded the paper and money together.
Passing up Liberty Street, they turned into Greenwich and walked along to Fulton. The Elevated Road, with its noise, was a surprise to the boy, but he was not allowed time to notice it long, for the sailor hurried him up Fulton Street, to St. Paul's Church, and then they stood on Broadway. "What a busy an awfully busy street!" was Richard's comment. "It's rather dull now," said Doc Linyard.
"Where is Betty?" "In the kitchen." "This is my father," went on Doc Linyard to Richard. "Pop, here is a chum as I picked up on the road. His name is Mr. Dare, and he saved my life." "Saved your life?" queried the old man doubtfully. As he spoke a door in the rear opened, and a buxom woman of thirty tripped out. She came straight up to the sailor and gave him a hearty kiss.
"He was allers sensitive," put in Mrs. Linyard, "and I suppose coming down made him more so." It was not long before the little party reached the dingy garret room where the sufferer lay. Frank received them with a warning for silence. He said he had had quite a turn with the sick man, but now Mr. Clover had dropped back exhausted and was dozing. Mrs.
"I thank you more than I can put in words. Sit down; I want to talk to you." "I would like to, Mr. Clover, but I've got to catch a train for home in three quarters of an hour," replied Richard. "I'll call as soon as I get back." "Just stay a little while," urged Doc Linyard. "Tom's got something to say to you." "Doc tells me your father was a soldier in the late war?" went on Tom Clover.
"My dear Linyard," he said at length, "I don't understand a word you're saying." The Professor succumbed to a fresh access, from the vortex of which he managed to fling out "But that's the very core of the joke!" Harviss looked at him resignedly. "What is?" "Why, your not seeing your not understanding " "Not understanding what?" "Why, what the book is meant to be."
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