Andy’s first impulse was to run, but he did nothing of the sort. He stood his ground, and gazed at his uncle coldly as the latter shuffled up. Josiah Graham looked anything but tidy and prosperous, and Andy rightly imagined that his relative had been going through some hard times.
“Humph! So here you be!” were Josiah Graham’s first words. “I was a-wonderin’ what had become of yer.”
“What are you doing here, Uncle Si?” asked Andy, as calmly as possible.
“Me? Wot’s thet to you, I’d like to know?”
“Oh, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
“I’m a-lookin’ fer work. Be you workin’ now?”
“Not just at present.”
“How did you git here?”
“Came on the train.”
“Humph! Needn’t be so pert! Maybe you had an offer o’ work here?”