I think
it is my duty to interfere."
"Oh, I wouldn't bother," returned the member of the throng whom she had
addressed. "The boy seems to be going along willingly enough."
"But I think it is my duty to make sure," persisted the officious
spinster. "My conscience will never be easy in the thought that perhaps
if I had spoken, I might have saved the boy from some terrible fate."
During this conversation, Bob and the porter had walked almost half a
block. But both of them had heard the first remarks, and as the would-be
rescuer set out in pursuit of them, Bob chanced to look back, and saw
her coming, followed by several of the crowd who had first stopped to
watch them in the hopes that they might be afforded some amusement from
the woman's interference.
Unwilling to become the cause of a street scene, Bob turned to his
companion, and said:
"I--I guess, after all, it won't be necessary for me to trouble you to
go about with me."
"It will be no trouble, and Ah sho' am willing to do most anything for
you 'count o' that note you gave me for Massa Perkins.
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