"Well, if he didn't, he's very sorry for it now. And you can take it from me, Uncle Barney, that he would like nothing better than to patch up the matter somehow or other, and be friends once more."
"Yes, but——"
"And just think how happy it would make his wife and Ruth!" continued Jack quietly.
"Maybe. But I don't see how it can be done. Anyway, I ain't going to take the first step," went on Uncle Barney, somewhat lamely.
"You won't have to take the first step!" cried Jack. "You just let them do that." He came over and caught the old lumberman by the arm. "Will you?"
For a moment Uncle Barney was silent. He bit his lip and rubbed his chin with the back of his hand.
"Well, I'll see about it," he said slowly. "I'll think it over."