“How soon can you come?”
“Next Wednesday evening.”
“I’ll expect you,” said the Judge, and he turned away up the bank, with a slight nod and a curt “Good-bye,” while Bob said: “What a curious man he is!”
“Yes, and as good as he’s curious,” added Jack.
It was a warm day for rowing, but the boys were both a little homesick. Under the shelter of a point where the current was not too strong the two rowed and made fair headway, sometimes encountering an eddy which gave them a lift. But whenever the current set strongly toward their side of the river, and whenever they found it necessary to round a point, one of them would leap out on the pebbly beach and, throwing the boat-rope over his shoulder, set his strength against the stream. The rope, or cordelle,—a word that has come down from the first French travellers and traders in the great valley,—was tied to the row-locks. It was necessary for one to steer in the stern while the other played tow-horse, so that each had his turn at rest and at work. After three hours’ toil the wharf-boat of the village was in sight, and all sorts of familiar objects gladdened their hearts. They reached the landing, and then, laden with things, they hurriedly cut across the commons to their homes.
As soon as Jack’s first greeting with his mother was over, she told him that she thought she might afford him one more quarter of school.
“No,” said Jack, “you’ve pinched yourself long enough for me; now it’s time I should go to work. If you try to squeeze out another quarter of school for me you’ll have to suffer for it. Besides, I don’t see how you can do it, unless Gray comes down, and I think I have now in my pocket something that will make him come down.” And Jack’s face brightened at the thought of the slip of paper in the pocket of his roundabout.
Without observing the last remark, nor the evident elation of Jack’s feelings, Mrs. Dudley proceeded to tell him that she had been offered a hundred and twenty dollars for her claim against Gray.
“Who offered it?” asked Jack.
“Mr. Tinkham, Gray’s agent. Maybe Gray is buying up his own debts, feeling tired of holding property in somebody else’s name.”