“I see.” Mrs. Roberts’ dinner companion certainly did not fail of entertaining her.
“There are lots of things I want to ask you,” Jack went on. “Have you still Wah Sing? And do tell me about Clarence Opdyke. Carter hasn’t written of him for ages.”
“We still have Wah Sing, and as for Clarence, he is somewhere at school, I believe.”
“Then that is why Cart hasn’t mentioned him, I suppose. I expect Carter seems as if he really belonged to you all by this time.”
“He does indeed. We missed him greatly the year he went abroad and were glad enough to see him back again. I want to hear all about your trip some time when we are quietly by ourselves.”
“Is Carter quite well, now?”
“He is so much better that the doctors give him the hope of an entire recovery, but I feel pretty sure he will not, even then, desert California.”
“I think I am rather glad of that,” said Jack. “Are you going to make a real long visit, Mrs. Bobs?”
“I shall not be in New York more than a couple of weeks, but we have promised your mother to make a short stay in Washington.”
“Oh, good! You can have Nan’s room, for she won’t be there, and we’ll have a jolly time showing you around. Maybe we can all go on together, for Jean and Mary Lee and I are going to stay till Miss Dolores comes back, so we can help comfort Mr. St. Nick.”