Beman, but it was certain that what he saw in the old man was not what he had anticipated.
The admonition to the servant to keep watch of him did not disturb him. A boy who had escaped from so many institutions and climbed over so many walls which had broken glass on top would have no difficulty in getting out of Beman's house when he wanted to, in spite of the servants. But in his interest in what the change in Beman meant he did not want to get out of the house yet. The manner of the servants with whom he dined told him nothing. He appreciated that they were not likely to know that anything was going on. He spent the night in the bed he had had when he was in the house before, and awoke with excitement which increased as the day progressed. In the late afternoon, the servant who had charge of him was told to take him to Beman in his den.
"Come here," the old man directed when the servant had left them.
Peewee went near him doubtfully. Beman turned him so that he faced the light and studied speculatively his small face, with its
