He wished the little boy could have gone
with him, but this, under present circumstances, was impossible.
By staying he would only incur a severe punishment, without being
able to help his comrade.
It was still but nine o'clock. He had plenty of time before him,
as he would not be missed by the padrone until he failed to make
his appearance at night. Having no further occasion to go
uptown, he decided to turn and walk down into the business
portion of the city. He accordingly made his way leisurely to
the City Hall Park, when he suddenly bethought himself of Paul
Hoffman, who had served as his friend on a former occasion.
Besides Giacomo, Paul was the only friend on whom he could rely
in the city. Paul was older and had more experience than he, and
could, no doubt, give him good advice as to his future plans.
He crossed the Park and Broadway, and kept along on the west side
of the street until he reached the necktie stand kept by Paul.
The young street merchant did not at first see him, being
occupied with a customer, to whom he finally succeeded in selling
two neckties; then looking up, he recognized the young fiddler.
"How are you, Phil?" he said, in a friendly manner.
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