"But I didn't suppose we should ever see you up here in our town," said
he, "especially in winter. Come by the morning train?"
"I've been here for a month, most of the time," Richard told him.
"You have? And didn't come to see us? Well, now--"
"I didn't know this was your home, Mr. Gray," admitted the young man
frankly. "I don't remember your mentioning the name of Eastman while you
and Mrs. Gray were with us. Probably you did, and if I had realized you
were here--"
"You'd have come? Well, you know now, and I hope you'll waste no time in
getting out to the 'Gray Farm.' Only two miles out, and the trolley runs
by within a few rods of our turn of the road--conductor'll tell you.
Better come to-night," he urged genially, "seeing my nieces are here and
can help make you feel at home. They'll be going back in a day or two."
Richard, smiling, looked at Aunt Ruth, then at Roberta. "Do come," urged
Aunt Ruth as cordially as her husband, and Roberta gave a little nod of
acquiescence.
"I shall be delighted to come," he agreed.
"Putting up at the hotel?" inquired Uncle Rufus.
"I'm staying for the present with my friend Mr.
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