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repelled the charge, and flung himself free from his antagonist's grasp.

This naturally made Oscar more determined to overcome his foe. His face red with passion, he showered blows upon Herbert, which the latter parried with ease. At first he acted wholly upon the defensive, but, finding that Oscar's impetuosity did not abate, suddenly closed with him and threw him down.

Oscar rose but little hurt, for Herbert used no unnecessary force, and recommenced the assault. But the result was the same as before. Oscar was almost beside himself with mingled rage and mortification, and it is hard to tell how long the contest would have lasted, had not a servant come up and informed the boys that Mrs. Peyton wished to see them immediately. She had witnessed the whole scene from a window and felt called upon to interfere.

β€œHow is this, young gentleman?” she asked, gravely. β€œYou have scarcely been together twenty minutes, and I find you fighting.”

β€œI beg your pardon, Mrs. Peyton,” said Herbert, in a manly tone. β€œI feel ashamed of myself, but Oscar attacked me for claiming to be a gentleman, and I am afraid that my blood was up, and so we got into a fight.”

β€œHow is this, Oscar?” said his mother. β€œDid you so wholly lose your politeness as to attack your guest for asserting his claims to be a gentleman? I am annoyed with you.”

β€œHe says he has to work for a living,” said Oscar, sullenly.

β€œSo may you, some time.”

β€œI am rich.”

β€œYou may not always be. At any rate, being rich doesn't insure gentlemanly behavior, as your conduct to-day clearly shows. Herbert, I hope you will excuse my son's rudeness.”

β€œHere is my hand, Oscar,” said Herbert, cordially. β€œLet us be friends.”

Oscar hardly knew how to receive this overture, but he was finally thawed by Herbert's manner, and they were soon sauntering about on the lawn on the best of terms.

At half-past eleven, after an inviting lunch, the carriage was ordered, and Herbert and Mr. Carroll were driven to the depot, accompanied by Oscar, who went in his mother's place.

Herbert purchased tickets for both, being intrusted with Mr. Carrol's pocketbook for that purpose. He found a comfortable seat for the old gentleman, and sat down beside him.





CHAPTER XIX A SUSPICIOUS CHARACTER

I pass over the route pursued by the travelers from Columbus to Wheeling, in West Virginia, as it possesses no special interest.

But after leaving Wheeling there is quite a change. Those of my readers who are familiar with the Baltimore & Ohio Railway will be able to understand the enjoyment which Herbert derived from the bold and romantic scenery visible from the car windows. Mr. Carroll made him take the seat nearest the window, that he might have a better view, and from time to time Herbert described what he saw to his sightless fellow-traveler.

Northwestern Virginia is very mountainous and the construction of a railway through such a region was a triumph of engineering skill. At times the road makes bold curves, so that the traveler, looking from the car window, can see opposite him, across an intervening gulf, the track over which the train was passing five minutes before. At some places the track is laid on a narrow shelf, midway of the mountain, a steep and rugged ascent on one side, a deep ravine on the other, somewhat like the old diligence road over the Alpine Mt. Cenis. Here and there appear small hamlets, consisting of one-story cabins, with the chimney built alongside, instead of rising from the roof in the usual manner.

How long shall we be in reaching Baltimore, Mr. Carroll? β€œasked Herbert.

β€œI believe it takes about twenty-six hours,” said the old gentleman. β€œBut I do not mean to go through without stopping.”

β€œI didn't know what your plan was,” said Herbert.

β€œI have been meaning to tell you. Our tickets will allow us to stop anywhere, and resume our journey the next morning, or even stop two or three days, if we like.”

β€œThat is convenient.”

β€œYes. If it had been otherwise, I should have purchased the ticket piecemeal. I cannot endure to travel all night. It fatigues me too much.”

β€œWhere shall we stop, then?”

β€œI have not yet quite made up my mind. We will ride till about eight o'clock, and then stop over at whatever place we chance to have reached.”

This arrangement struck Herbert favorably. He was in no particular hurry, and the scenery was so fine, that he feared that he should lose a great deal by traveling at night, when, of course, he could not see anything.

They sat for a while in silence. Then Mr. Carroll inquired, suddenly, β€œDid you ever fire a pistol, Herbert?”

β€œYes, sir,” was the surprised reply.

β€œThen you understand how to use one?”

β€œOh, yes, sir. There was a young man in Waverley, the town where I used to live, who owned one, and I sometimes borrowed it to fire at a mark.”

β€œThen I think I will intrust this weapon to your charge,” said the old gentleman, drawing from his pocket a handsome pistol, and placing it in Herbert's hand.

β€œIs it loaded, sir?”

β€œNo, not at present. We will have it loaded before going to bed. I will tell you,” he added, in a lower tone, β€œmy reason for going armed. It so happens that I have a large amount of money with me, and, of course, I feel a little concerned about its safety.”

β€œPerhaps it will be well not to say anything more about it at present, sir,” suggested Herbert, in a low voice. β€œYou may be heard by someone who would like to take advantage of his discovery.”

β€œNo doubt you are right. I will follow your advice.”

Herbert would not have thought to give this caution, but, just as Mr. Carroll uttered the words, β€œI have a large sum of money with me,” a man dressed in a rough frieze coat, with black whiskers, and a general appearance, which, to say the least, did not prepossess Herbert in his favor, chanced to walk through the car. Whether he caught the words Herbert could not tell, but he paused a moment, and fixed an unpleasant eye upon the two, as if determined to know them when he should meet them again. There was another suspicious circumstance. It had evidently been his intention to pass through the car, but he paused abruptly, and, turning back, sank into an unoccupied seat a few feet back of that occupied by Mr. Carroll and his young companion.

His attention naturally drawn by this

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