112 THE FIRST GLASS OF WINE; -

 

how anxious my aunt was, I was really
afraid that something serious had happened
to you. I snatched up my hat and ran out
as quickly as possible, to try to find you. I
thought perhaps I might meet “you ato
walked down Broadway, or at least see some-
thing of Ben and Dick ; but I was just giv-
ing up all hopes, when I met little Jim
Bates.” Ne

“<¢ Have you seen anything of Clare Mor-
timer, Jim?’ I said, as carelessly as L
could. . 7

<¢< Oh, yes!’ said Jim. ‘I saw him go
down into an oyster cellar with a lot of other
- fellows. I can show you where it is.’ :
ae Do, Jim, ’ said I, ‘and I will give you
a sixpence.’ |

0 Jim showed me where to find you,

and that is all there i is | about 7.