runaway. He could scarcely bring himself to speak the words.
"You didn't!"
"What! do you mean to say you met Mr. Porter and his daughter and didn't let them know that Dave was alive and that he was looking for them?" demanded Roger.
"It wasn't my business to tell them," answered Jasniff, doggedly.
"Nick Jasniff, you are the meanest fellow I ever met in my whole life!" burst out the senator's son. "For two pins I'd give you the worst thrashing you ever received. Didn't you know how happy it would make Mr. Porter and his daughter to know that Dave was alive?"
"I—er—that wasn't my business. Dave was no friend of mine—why should I put myself out to do him a good turn? If he wants to find his father and his sister let him do it."
"Did you become well acquainted with my sister?" asked Dave, after a pause.
"Fairly well, yes."
"Did you take her out anywhere?"
"No—er—she wouldn't go with me."
"I am glad to hear it. You say you have no idea where she is now?"
"Not exactly. There was an American family named Endicott over here. They came from somewhere out West. They had a daughter about
