with him and he would see what he could do for him.
"You can come too, Foster, if you wish," he added.
"I think I would prefer to take a walk around the city," I replied. "It is all new and strange to me."
"Do just as you think best."
Before we separated the lawyer handed me two five-dollar bills. He would have given me a larger amount, but I did not wish it.
"Don't get lost," was his final remark.
"I'll try not to," I replied.
I did not know one street from another, but walked up and down. To me all seemed quite different from New York, and the time went by swiftly. About the middle of the afternoon I took the cars out to Bunker Hill monument and surrounding places of interest.
I returned at supper time. Mr. Ranson had given me directions for reaching the Ridgerow House, and I found no difficulty in doing so.
I met him in the hall.
"Ah, here you are," he exclaimed. "Come up to the room and get into shape for supper."
He led the way to an elegant room on the second floor.
