Summary

Horatio Alger The Cash Boy — Chapter XVII: Frank and His Jailer (1887)

Instead, a slide was revealed, about eight inches square, through which his late traveling companion pushed a plate of cold meat and bread.
"Here's something to eat," he said; "take it."
"Why do you lock me in?" demanded our hero.
"You can get along without knowing, I suppose," said the other, with a sneer.
"I don't mean to," said Frank, firmly. "I demand an explanation. How long do you intend to keep me here?"
"I am sorry I can't gratify your curiosity, but I don't know myself."
"Perhaps you think that I am rich, but I am not. I have no money. You can't get anything out of me," said Frank.
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