"I see your drift," returned Mr. Waterbury, after a pause. "I saw you thrust the bills into his pocket, as he stood with his back turned, conversing with one of the pa.s.sengers. It was very skilfully done, but I saw it."
Vincent started, for he had supposed himself un.o.bserved.
"I see you are determined to insult us," he said. "I will charitably conclude that you are drunk."
"I can"t be so charitable with you, sir. I believe you are a pair of precious scoundrels, who, if you had your deserts, would be in the penitentiary instead of at large."
"I have a mind to knock you down," said Vincent angrily.
As Vincent was several inches shorter and much slighter than the person whom he threatened, this menace sounded rather ridiculous.
"You are at liberty to try it," said the latter, smiling. "First, however, let me warn you that, if you continue to annoy us, it will be at your peril. If you remain quiet I shall leave you alone. Otherwise I will make known your true character to the captain and pa.s.sengers, and you will undoubtedly be set ash.o.r.e when we reach the next landing. I have the honor to wish you good morning."
"It strikes me, Graham," said Vincent, as Mr. Waterbury left them, "that we have tackled the wrong pa.s.senger."
"I believe you are right," said Graham. "Just my luck."
"There isn"t much use in staying on the boat. He will keep a good lookout for us."
"True; but I don"t want to give up the boy."
"He is under the guardianship of this determined old party."
"They will separate at Cincinnati."
"Well?"
"He has money enough to take him to California. He is worth following up."
"Then you are in favor of going on to Cincinnati?"
"By all means."
"Very well. There are always chances of making an honest penny in a large city."
"Money or no money, I want to get even with the boy."
So the worthy pair decided to go on to Cincinnati.
CHAPTER XV.
THE ALLEGHANY HOUSE.
It was a bright, sunny morning when the _River Belle_ touched her pier at Cincinnati. The pa.s.sengers gathered on deck, and discussed their plans. In one group were Tom, Mr. Waterbury, Jennie Watson, and her mother.
"I am sorry you are going to leave us, Tom," said Jennie; "I shall feel awfully lonely."
"So shall I," said Tom.
"What"s the use of going to that hateful California? Why can"t you stay here with us?"
"Business before pleasure, Jennie," said her mother. "You mustn"t forget that Tom has his fortune to make."
"I wish he could make it in Cincinnati, mother."
"So do I; but I must admit that California presents a better prospect just at present. You are both young, and I hope we may meet Tom in after years."
"When I have made my pile," suggested Tom.
"Precisely."
"You won"t go right on, Tom, will you?" asked Jennie. "You"ll stay here a day or two."
"Yes; I should like to see something of Cincinnati."
"And you"ll call on us?"
"I shall be very happy to do so. Where are you going to stay?"
"At the Burnet House. Won"t you come there, too?"
"Is it a high-priced hotel?"
"I believe it is."
"Then I can"t afford to stay there; but I can call on you all the same."
"Stay there as my guest, Tom," said Mr. Waterbury cordially. "It shall not cost you anything."
"Thank you, sir. You are very kind, but I don"t like to accept unnecessary favors. I will put up at some cheap hotel, and call upon you both."
"You would be heartily welcome, my boy," said Mr. Waterbury.
"I don"t doubt it, sir, and the time may come when I will gladly accept your kindness," replied Tom.
"But now you mean to have your own way; is that it, Tom."
"You won"t be offended, sir?"
"On the contrary, I respect you for your manly independence. You won"t forget that I am your friend?"
"I don"t want to forget that, sir."
So it happened that while Mrs. Watson, Jennie, and Mr. Waterbury registered at the Burnet House, Tom, carpetbag in hand, walked through the streets till he came to a plain inn, bearing the name Alleghany House. It is not now in existence, having given way to an imposing business block.