“Nor give you her name?”
“No, sir.”
“I’ll be down directly.”
The boy bowed, closed the door and departed.
Ephraim was chuckling.
“Gol-durned ef they ain’t comin’ to see yeou, Frank!” he exclaimed.
“Nonsense!” cried Merry. “This is not one of them.”
“Then who is it?”
“I don’t know.”
“It might be one of them,” said Hodge, rather maliciously.