"Hello there youngin' what can I do for you?" he asked me as he walked up to the desk whipping his hands on a handkerchief.

"Heya, is yer name Tom?" I asked him

"Yes it is, who is asking?" he said with an eyebrow cocked.

"Good, Kloppman told me ta bring ya dis box and said only give it ta Tom. And da names Jack Kelly." I handed him the box.

"Thank you youngin'," he said and walked away with the box.

"Ok..." I was a bit confused but I decided to just go hang around Brooklyn for the day.

I walked outside and saw that kid again, I think his name was Spot Conlon not to sure yet though... he was hanging around a girl so I decided to say hi again.

"Heya, Spot." I said walking up behind them.

"Do you know 'im Spot?" the girl asked turning around, it was the same girl who had been at our lodging house last night.

"Kinda, I'se bumped inta him befoah..." Spot replied "What do ya need?"

"I was jist sayin hi..." I said still looking at the girl,

She looked away and slightly hid behind Spot. She seemed skiddish around other people I guess, it was weird how she put that much trust into that one kid who could hardly hold his own against the Dalancey brothers.

"Well youse said it so why are ya still heah?" he said getting a little protective.

"I dunno.. I was jist about ta leave, see ya..." I said turning around and walking away.

The girl clung to Spot, "Its ok Cassandra... I wont let him or anyone hurt you like yesterday, if I was there those Dalancey's wouldn't have beaten you..." He told her reassuringly .

"Thanks Spot..." she said giving him a hug.

They both walked into the lodging house and up to the bunkroom.