"
"All right," rejoined Quincy, "I should have no feeling if you took the
money, but I can appreciate your sentiments, and will have no feeling
because you do not take it. One of these days I may be able to do as
great a service for you, as you are willing to do for me between now and
next Monday."
They shook hands and parted, and Quincy made his way to the Eagle Hotel,
of which Mr. Seth Parsons was the proprietor. Mr. Parsons greeted him
heartily and invited him into his private room. Here Quincy told the
arrangement that he had made with young Chisholm, and gave him the
password.
"Don't stint them," said Quincy, "let them have a good time; but don't
let anybody know who pays for it. I shall be down on the half-past seven
express, Monday night, and I would like to have a nice little dinner for
eight or nine people ready in your private dining-room at eight o'clock.
Mr. Tobias Smith knows who my guests are to be, and if I am delayed from
any cause, he will tell you who are entitled to go in and eat the
dinner."
The next train to Boston was due in ten minutes, and shaking hands with
the hotel proprietor, he made his way quickly to the station.
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