In Search of Treasure. Alger Horatio Jr.

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      “In all probability I shall have. My New York correspondent is Gilbert Frazer, whose office is opposite Bowling Green. Have you ever been in New York?”

      “No, sir; but I have no doubt I shall be able to attend to whatever business there you may place in my hands.”

      “I have no doubt of it. Where is your home?”

      “In Bayport. That is a village in Massachusetts, not far from New Bedford.”

      Mr. Saunders made a note of this.

      “I will give you further instructions, should any occur to me,” he said. “Now we had best retire.”

      CHAPTER VIII

      FROM BOMBAY TO LIVERPOOL

      On the steamer which left Bombay with Guy as a passenger he occupied one of the best staterooms, which had been selected by Mr. Saunders himself.

      The voyage was a long one, and Guy had abundant opportunity to become acquainted with his fellow passengers.

      Among them was a young Englishman, perhaps twenty-five years of age, named August Locke. The rest were old or middle-aged men, and it was natural that Locke and Guy should become more closely acquainted than the others.

      On the first day, August Locke made overtures to Guy.

      “I am glad,” he said, “that there is one young person on board besides myself. Suppose we become friends?”

      “I shall be glad to know you better,” replied Guy. “I was beginning to feel lonesome.”

      “You are English, like myself?”

      “No; I am an American.”

      “And traveling alone? Why, you can’t be much over sixteen!”

      “That is my age.”

      “It seems strange to me that a boy of your age should be traveling alone so far from home.”

      “I sometimes wonder at it myself.”

      “It can’t be for health, for you are fresh and blooming.”

      “No. Suppose I say that it is on business?”

      “Then all I can say is that you Americans begin life much earlier than we English. Why, at your age I was attending school in England.”

      “What school did you attend?”

      “The school of Dr. Peter Musgrave, not far from London.”

      “I am very glad to hear it.”

      “Why?” asked Locke, with a puzzled look.

      “Because there is a boy at that school in whom I am interested.”

      “An American boy?”

      “No; a ward of my employer. He has received complaints that the boy is ill treated, and has sent me to inquire into the matter. If you can tell me something of the school I shall be very much obliged.”

      “I can’t say much good of it. Dr. Musgrave is an ill-tempered man, of small acquirements, whose delight it is to tyrannize over the boys under his charge. I have received more than one flogging from him, wantonly inflicted, without my deserving it.”

      “You would not send any boy there in whom you were interested?”

      “Most certainly not!”

      “Then I shall probably withdraw Vivian from the school.”

      “You speak as if you were his guardian, and had full powers.”

      “So I have; and I suppose I may call myself his guardian, since the responsibility has been given me by Mr. Saunders.”

      “Are you speaking of the great Bombay merchant?”

      “Yes.”

      “He seems to repose a great deal of confidence in you.”

      “He does,” answered Guy.

      “This seems strange, since you are an American.”

      “Yet you are disposed to be my friend,” said Guy, smiling, “in spite of this drawback.”

      “True.”

      “I will show you a letter written by the boy to Mr. Saunders, and you can give me your opinion of it.”

      August Locke cast his eyes over the letter of Vivian Bell already quoted in a previous chapter.

      “Poor chap!” said the young Englishman. “He does seem to be having a hard time of it.”

      “Can you tell me anything about Simon Musgrave, the doctor’s son?”

      “Not much. When I was at school he was a small boy in knickerbockers. He was old enough, however, to show that he was a chip of the old block, and inherited his father’s unpleasant traits. That he would bully a boy whom he disliked I can readily believe. I remember once giving him a thrashing for impertinence. I got flogged for it by the doctor, but I had the consolation of knowing that I had hurt Simon quite as much as his father hurt me.”

      “I don’t think he would bully me.”

      “You don’t look like a boy that would allow himself to be bullied. I suppose this Vivian Bell is a different sort of boy.”

      “Yes; Mr. Saunders tells me that his father had a gentle disposition, and thinks the son may resemble him in that respect. His father was a clergyman.”

      “That explains it.”

      “I don’t think so. I, too, am the son of a clergyman; but I hope I have some spirit.”

      “I am very sure you have. Anyone could tell that from your manner and bearing.”

      “Did you continue at the school till your education was finished?”

      “No. My father withdrew me, partly because the doctor got ‘down on me,’ as the saying is, and partly because he was led to think the pupils didn’t learn much.”

      “I suppose you don’t revere the memory of your old teacher?”

      “I have often wished that I could get hold of him and repay with interest some of the floggings which I received from him as a boy.”

      Guy was glad to have obtained, before arriving in England, some information in regard to the school which Vivian Bell was attending. Now that he knew for certain that the complaints the boy made were justified, he was in a hurry to release him from the tyrannical rule under which he was suffering.

      “When I go out to Dr. Musgrave’s school, Mr. Locke,” he said, “I wish you would come with me.”

      “Perhaps I may; I should like to see the old place. My memories of it are not all disagreeable. Some of the boys were friends of mine, and I remember them with attachment. СКАЧАТЬ