I like you very much, though not as well as I do Harold and Mr.Arthur.What do you want ?' was Jerry's answer.
After hesitating a moment, Mr.Tracy began: 'There are certain reasons why I ought to know if my brother writes to Gretchen, or her friends, or any one in Germany, especially Wiesbaden.

A letter of that kind might do me a great deal of harm; if he should write to any one in Germany, you would, perhaps, he asked to post the letter, as he never goes to town ?' He said this interrogatively, and Jerry answered him promptly: 'I think he would give it to me.' 'Yes, well; Jerry, can you keep a secret, and never tell any one what I am saying to you ?' was Frank's next remark, to which Jerry responded: 'I think I should tell Harold, and, perhaps, Mr.Arthur.' 'No, no, no, Jerry, never!' and Frank laid his hand half menacingly upon the little girl's shoulder.

'I have been kind to you, have paid your board to Mrs.Crawford ever since you have been there--' He felt how mean it was to say this, and do not at all resent Jerry's quick reply: 'Yes, but Mrs.Peterkin says you do not pay enough.' 'Perhaps not,' he continued, 'but if Mrs.Crawford is satisfied, it matters little what Mrs.Peterkin thinks.

Jerry, you _must_ do this for me,' he went on rapidly, as his fears kept growing.

'You must never tell anyone of our conversation, and if my brother writes that letter soon, or at any time, you must bring it to me.