"So he lives in St. Louis," thought our hero. "It won"t be hard to find him, then. His name is probably in the directory. I must go at once to St. Louis. This business ought to be attended to at once."
Of course, it was necessary to speak to his employer about leave of absence. Probably, also, Mr. Ferguson would be able to give him some valuable advice, and he was likely to stand in need of it, for the undertaking on which he had entered was of no light character.
Single-handed, he could hardly hope to overcome so experienced and determined an opponent as James Grey. He sought Mr. Ferguson, and gave him a full account of what had happened thus far. He concluded by stating the departure of his uncle.
"Well, Gilbert," said Mr. Ferguson, after he had finished, "have you thought of anything further, or will you let the matter rest?"
"Never!" exclaimed our hero, with energy. "I will not rest till I have recovered the property of which my uncle has deprived me."
"That will be difficult."
"I know it, but I am not afraid of difficulty. It is not impossible. He thrust me into the streets of New York to earn my living as a bootblack; and I might have been there now, if Jacob had not revealed to me the story of my birth."
"You don"t express yourself much like a street-boy now, Gilbert."
"No, sir. I hope I have improved since then."
"I used to be amused, sometimes, by the expressions you used."
"I don"t wonder, sir. I must have talked like a young barbarian; but I am grateful to G.o.d for having raised me above my former ignorance."
"It is determined, then, that you will prosecute your claims. How do you propose to do it?"
"I must first go to St. Louis and see my uncle again."
"Does he live in St. Louis?"
"Yes, sir."
"How do you know? Did he tell you so?"
"No, sir. But I read it on the hotel register, at the hotel."
"Did he register himself before he first met you?"
"No, sir."
"Where was he before?"
"I don"t know, sir."
"Then what reason have you to think that he registered correctly? Why did he change his hotel? I may be wrong, but it strikes me that it was intended as a blind to deceive you. Your uncle is a shrewd man, and he would understand the importance of keeping his real residence concealed from one who had in his power to prosecute a claim against him involving nearly his whole fortune."
"Then you don"t think he lives in St. Louis, Mr. Ferguson?"
"I don"t think he does."
Gilbert looked blank.
"That interferes with my plans," he said. "I meant to ask a month"s leave of absence from you, and go to St. Louis and see what I could do."
"That would take money."
"I have saved up about eight hundred dollars," said Gilbert.
"Eight hundred dollars?" repeated his employer, surprised. "How was it possible for you to save so much?"
"I have no board to pay. My roommate is rich, and I was the means of doing him a service which he repays in that way."
"I congratulate you, Gilbert. It speaks well for your habits that you have laid aside so much money. I was about to offer you a loan."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Ferguson," said Gilbert, gratefully; "but I don"t think I shall need it. I shall have money enough, but that is not all. From what you say, I am afraid, if I went to St. Louis, it would only be a wild-goose chase."
"Stay," said Mr. Ferguson, after a moment"s thought; "an idea strikes me. You may gain the knowledge you want with very little trouble. Mind, I say _may_. It is not certain."
"How, sir?" said Gilbert, eagerly.
CHAPTER XXV.
MAURICE BETRAYS HIMSELF.
"In this way," answered Mr. Ferguson. "Your uncle did not register his name at the Burnet House till after his encounter with you in the street. Probably his reason for changing his hotel was to prevent your examining the register of the one at which he was previously staying, and so ascertaining his real residence. The same motive would lead him to give the wrong address in the new hotel."
"Yes, sir; that seems likely, but how is that going to help me?"
"You must try to ascertain where he formerly stopped. Go to the princ.i.p.al hotels, and examine their registers for a fortnight back.
Probably that will cover all the time in which your uncle is likely to have arrived."
"Yes, I see," said Gilbert, brightening up. "It is a good plan, and I think it will succeed."
"I hope so, for your sake."
Gilbert lost no time in following out his employer"s suggestion. First, he went to the Gibson House; but he examined the books to no purpose.
He looked back as far as twenty days, but could not find the name of James Grey.
"He can"t have stopped at this hotel," he said to himself.
Next he went to the Spencer House. It occurred to him that possibly his uncle"s name might be recognized, so he asked the clerk:
"Has a gentleman named James Grey stopped with you lately?"
"Grey? I believe so," said the clerk, after a moment"s reflection. "He left us about a week since."
"Yes, it is the same," said Gilbert, eagerly. "Was he here long?"
"Only two or three days."