Bobbie started.
“Eh?”
“Do you know Uncle Isaac?” The idea or inspiration had taken firm hold of his imagination. “Suppose Double Dan was passin’ himself off as him!”
Bobbie looked past the man to his brother. Gordon was frowning and shaking his head. He wished to keep in the character of the patriarch for some extraordinary reason.
“Oh, yes,” said Bobbie, “that is Uncle Isaac.” He was almost breathless.
Julius was not immediately convinced.
“Are you sure?” dubiously.
Bobbie became very confident.
“Oh, rather! That is Uncle Isaac all right—how absurd, of course it is Uncle Isaac. I knew him in a minute.”
No man readily sacrifices his inspirations—Julius was but human, though there were moments when this was hard to believe.