which he answered good-naturedly. He was curious to know how she happened to live with Mr. Brice if she was not his daughter, but refrained from questioning her on the point.
Franklin was well pleased to think that he had been of assistance to one who was in some way attached to Belden Brice, but he was too high-minded to speculate upon how he could turn the incident to his personal advantage. He resolved to keep silent on the point, and if Cora forgot to speak to the gentleman about it to let the matter rest where it stood.
At length Fourth Avenue, upon which the Erie depot is situated, was reached, and Franklin got out and assisted his little companion to the ground.
"We will have to wait quite some time for the train," remarked the young electrician as they walked down the street towards the station.
"Yes, I know. But I won't mind that, for I like to watch the people and the men with the trunks and satchels."
"Have you a ticket?"
"Yes, in my purse here. Papa Brice bought me an excursion ticket when I came, and he gave me a whole dollar to spend besides."
"He must be a very kind man."
"Oh, indeed he is!"
"I am glad of it," thought Franklin. "What a difference between him and his sister, Mrs. Mace!"
