It was something about the business, he
had no doubt. The boy was always talking about the business these days,
and he found always a ready listener in the old man who was such a
pastmaster in the whole difficult subject.
"It's the mildest sort of weather--bright sun, good roads most of the
way, and something worth seeing at the other end. Put on your fur-lined
coat, sir, will you? and come with me up to Eastman. I want to show you
the new shop."
Mr. Kendrick's eye brightened. So the boy wanted him, did he? Wanted to
take him off for the day, the whole day, with himself. It was pleasant
news. But he hesitated a little, looking toward the window, where the
late March sun was, surely enough, streaming in warmly. The bare
branches outside were motionless; moreover, there was no wind, such as
had prevailed of late.
"I can keep you perfectly warm," Richard added, seeing the hesitation.
"There's an electric foot-warmer in the car, and you shall have a heavy
rug. I'll have you there in a couple of hours, and you'll not be even
chilled. If the weather changes, you can come back by train. Please
come--will you?"
"I believe I will, Dick, if you'll not drive too fast.
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