CHAPTER XV
Samuel walked the streets all that night. For he fully meant to do what he had promised the child, and he did not care to go back to Charlie Swift, and face the latter’s protests and ridicule.
At eight the nextmorning, tired but happy, he rang the bell of Dr. Vince’s house. Ethel herself opened the door; and at the sight of him her face lighted up with joy, and she turned, crying out, “Here he is!”
And she ran halfway down the hall, exclaiming: “He’s come! I told you he’d come! Papa!”
A man appeared at the dining room door, and stood staring at Samuel. “There he is, papa!” cried Ethel beside herself with delight. “There’s my burglar!”
Dr. Vince came down the hall. He was a stockily built gentleman with a rather florid complexion and bushy beard. “Good morning,” he said.
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