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It was a dismal little closet, lighted only from the hall, but it was the best he could do, and Tode considered himself fortunate to have his dark corner to himself, even though a broken chair and a canvas cot without bedding of any sort were all the furniture he could put into it then. Nan shook her head doubtfully when he showed her the room.
"So have I," muttered Tode, well pleased with the arrangement, and went back to his seat. "Halloo, Tode! where you been?" called out a sixteen-year old comrade from a cellar grocery window, as Tode turned out of Broadway that same evening. "Been traveling for my health. Say, Jerry, seen anything of father lately?" "He's gone off on a frolic. Went night before last bag and baggage."
Evil days had fallen upon Tode. He stood before the window with an unmistakable frown on his face. The demon "Ambition" had taken possession of him, and metamorphosed him so that he didn't know himself. The Hastings' carriage passed in its elegant beauty, and as Tode gazed his frown deepened. Not that he wanted to be seated among the velvet cushions with Mrs. Hastings and Miss Dora.
"They've been smashin' cars, Tode, an' haulin' off the motormen an' conductors that want to keep on workin'. There's three cars all smashed up near the sheds, an' the strikers say they'll wreck every one that's run out to-day."
He sprang toward the boy, but Tode was on the watch now, and slipped out of his chair and round to the other side of the desk, where he stopped and again faced his enemy, for he knew now that this man was his enemy, though he could not guess the reason of his enmity.
This said a gentleman to his companion, speaking of another who had passed them. Tode overheard it, and stood still on the street. "A Christian," said he to himself, quoting from a sentence in Mr. Birge's sermon. "A Christian is one who loves and serves the Lord Jesus Christ with his whole heart." Then aloud. "I wonder, I do wonder now, if I am a Christian? Oh, what if I was!"
One of them eyed him closely, and finally addressed him. "Who are you with, my lad?" Tode chuckled inwardly at this question, but added promptly enough, "A man in there," nodding his head toward the car which contained Mr. Hastings. "Humph! the man must be crazy to let his servant travel in such a suit as that in this bitter weather."
This was the merchant whose store joined their own. He knew nothing about "Tode Mall," but he held intimate business relations with the junior partner of the great firm. Even Mr. Hastings bowed stiffly. Mr. Stephens' partner and the small boy who traveled in his company years before were two different persons even to him.
I'll ride right along with you, and look at the sights." Which accommodating spirit seemed greatly to amuse the other platform riders; and as the car stopped at that moment for passengers, the conductor turned away with a laugh, and left Tode to enjoy his ride in peace.
"You know what a minister is, Tode?" "A preacher, ye mean?" "Yes, a minister is a preacher. A bishop is a sort of head preacher ranking higher, you know." Tode nodded. "I'd rather be a soldier like that feller you knew," he remarked. A day came when the old man was pronounced well enough to leave the hospital and the doctor ordered Tode to be on hand to take him home. The boy did not object.
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