Chapter XVII
All About Uncle Issachar’s Visit
The next morning’s stage carried seven passengers to Windy Creek, as Miss Frayne with a big roll of “copy” also took her departure.
Diogenes had been quite docile and amenable to my rule since the licking I gave him, so we had a pleasant and comfortable return journey on the following day.
“I hope, Lucien,” said Silvia, “you won’t refuse to cash this check for a good amount. The Polydore parents may never 231 show up, and it’s only right we should be reimbursed for their keep.”
“I will cash it,” I assured her, “and use it for a housekeeper or else send the boys off to a school. I should like very much to have it out with Felix Polydore, but, as you suggest, I may never have the opportunity to see him at close range.”
Beth, Rob, and Ptolemy met us at the station.
“Where are ‘Them Three’?” I asked hopefully.
“Huldah is feeding them little pies hot from the kettle––the kind she cooks like doughnuts, you know.”
“Huldah cooking for ‘Them Three’!” I exclaimed. “She must have passed into her second childhood. She grudged them even an apple to piece on.”