"Rufus has the largest room in the house, and I could put this last
party there. It is really very kind of Mr. Kendrick, and I shall be glad
to solve my problem in that way, since you think it best."
Mr. and Mrs. Rufus Gray, having the question put to them, acceded to it
with readiness. Both had been warmly drawn toward Richard, and though
his grandfather had seemed to them a figure of somewhat unnecessarily
dignified reserve, the mere fact of his extending the invitation at all
was to them sufficient proof of his cordiality.
"It's nothing at all to pack up," Mrs. Rufus asserted. "I'll just take
what I need for the night, and we'll be coming over for the tree in the
morning, so I can get my other things then. I shall call it a real treat
to be inside the home of such a wealthy man. How lonely he must be,
living in such a great house, with only his grandson!"
So Aunt Ruth descended the stairs, wearing her little gray silk bonnet
and a heavy cape of gray cloth, her hand on her husband's arm, her
bright eyes shining with anticipation. Aunt Ruth dearly loved a bit of
excitement and seldom found much in her quiet life upon the farm.
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