Capitolo 58
"What does it debit for a ticket to Chicago?" he felt Eben ask.
"Twenty-two dollars", it was the answer of the young one behind the
box.
"You can give me one", said Eben.
As he spoke him he/she deduced from his/her pocket of vest a roll of accounts, and it started
to count away the in demand sum.
Herbert was amazed. He had supposed that Eben was doing only
investigations on the price of tickets. He had not imagined that him
you/he/she was really going.
"The Mr. Has Graham been able him to give money to go?" he asked to him.
"When I can start?" Asked Eben, as he received a sequence of tickets
from the employee.
"To three this afternoon."
Eben seemed well settled with this replica. He attentively deposited the
tickets in a pocket of internal vest, and it turned to go out of the
office. As him emerged by him him taken sight of Herbert that had
not yet it started to go. He seemed amazed and irritated.
"Herbert Carr!" he exclaimed. "How did it come her here?"
Mixed with his/her surprise there was a certain nervousness of way,
how thought of Herbert.
"I came to Boston with the Mr. Melville", said Herbert, coldly.
"Oh!" Exclaimed Eben, with an air of the perceptible relief. "Where it is
The Mr. Melville?"
"He has gone to the office of his/her physician on Road of Tremont."
"Leaving her/it to Your his/her own equipments, eh?"
"Yes."
"Look out at you is not lost!" Said Eben, with affected gayety. "ME
it is here on a small business for the old man."
Herbert didn't believe this, in perspective of that that he had seen but him
don't think him/it necessary to say this way.
"Good-morning!" Said Herbert, in a kind tone but not cordial.
"Good-morning! Oh, by the way, I am asking as soon as the cost
of a ticket to St. Luigi", said Eben, gaily.
"Indeed! Does he/she think to going there out?"
"Yes, if the old men will do me", said Eben.
"Does he/she prefer St. Luigi to Chicago?" Asked Herbert, looking at the
face of Eben attentively.
Does her of Eben it changed, and he looked penetratingly at our hero, but
you/he/she could not read anything in his/her face.