"
"I was afraid you might think I had made up the story, and only
wanted to get an extra shirt from you."
"No, my young friend; I have some faith in physiognomy, and you
have an honest face. I don't believe you would deceive me."
"No, I wouldn't," said Paul, promptly. "If you will trust me
with another shirt, mother will make you an extra one to make up
for the one I have lost."
"Certainly you shall have the extra shirt, but you needn't supply
the place of the one lost."
"It is only fair that I should."
"That may be, and I am glad you made the offer, but the loss is
of little importance to me. It was no fault of yours that you
lost it, and you shall not suffer for it."
"You are very kind, sir," said Paul, gratefully.
"Only just, Paul."
Mr. Preston went to the bureau, and drew out another shirt, which
he handed to Paul.
"Let me suggest, my young friend," he said, "that you ride home
this time. It is late, and you might have another encounter with
your friend. I should like to see him with the shirt on," and
Mr. Preston laughed heartily at the thought.
Paul decided to follow his patron's advice. He had no idea of
running any more risk in the matter.
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