to keep awake to
enjoy the pleasant view. My historical sense is always tickled as I cut
across Rhode Island and contemplate the state house at Providence. If we
were not really upon business bent we might have run down to
Narragansett Pier or even to Newport for a breath of air. Newport!
Newport is adorable! I am far from being a snob, Archie, but Newport is
really the loveliest place in America. I grant you that Bar Harbor has
its points and even Bailey Harbor is not so bad--do pardon me, Archie! I
forgot for the moment your unhappy memories of that place--but Newport
alone is perfection gone to heaven! It would please me enormously to
join you in a little excursion to Newport, by yacht preferably; but if
it leaked out that we had been flying so high it would injure us with
the simple-hearted comrades of the great brotherhood. You can imagine
what a man like Red Leary would say if he knew we were dining at tables
where the jewels run into millions. And your young friend Abijah, alias
Pete Barney, would certainly cut our acquaintance if we failed to take
advantage of such glorious opportunities."

"How are you going to know whether we're watched?" asked Archie in a
frightened whisper when "Forty-second Street" flashed at him from the
wall of the tunnel.

"In a few minutes we'll know the worst," replied the Governor blandly.
"I beg of you be confident, be assured, be cheerful!"

At the station gates a man in gray livery stepped up and touched his cap
to the Governor.

"Ah, Tom; glad to see you again!"

"Thank you, sir; is this all the luggage?"

"That's all, Tom. Have an eye to Mr. Comly's bag; he's stopping with
me."

Archie dragged himself into a handsome limousine that was brought to the
curb by a chauffeur as impeccably tailored as the footman.

"Well, George, how are things with you?" asked the Governor pleasantly.

"Very good, sir; things running very smoothly, sir."

"Drive directly home, please.

"We may wander to our hearts' content, Archie, but there's no place like
home, particularly when it's little old New York," remarked the
Governor, sinking back contentedly.

CHAPTER FOUR

I

The car crossed to the Avenue and bore north. Archie was again left high
in air. He had expected to be piloted by circuitous routes to some vile
thieves' den in the intricate mazes of the East Side, but the car and
the smartly appareled men encouraged the hope of a very different
destination. The Governor,