Matthew Kendrick was a devoted husband and father. In
spite of his grandson's presence, of late, he must sorely long for
companionship."
"His grandson's going to give him more of that than he has," declared
Aunt Ruth, smiling over her knitting as if recalling a pleasant memory.
"He and I had quite a bit of talk while I was there, and he's beginning
to realize that he owes his grandfather more than he's given him. I had
a good chance to see what was in that boy's heart, and I know there's
plenty of warmth there. And there's real character in him, too. I've had
enough sons of my own to know the signs, and the fact that they were
poor in this world's goods, and he is rich--too rich--doesn't make a
mite of difference in the signs!"
Mrs. Robert Gray, who had been listening with an intent expression in
eyes whose beauty was not more appealing than their power of observation
was keen, now spoke, and all turned to her. She was a woman whose
opinion on any subject of common interest was always waited for and
attended upon. Her voice was rich and low--her family did not fully know
how dear to their ears was the sound of that voice.
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