"Father and I were talking of your son this morning," Una said, "and I am sure if father could help you to find him he would. You must come to Coombe Villa, and see us; or, perhaps father will call at the farm. I will ask him."
"Pray do so!" The old man rose to his feet. "My birthday comes next week," he remarked; "I shall be eighty years old. I shall look on this pretty book-marker as a birthday present from you, and I shall value it as long as I live."
[CHAPTER V]
UNA LEARNS A SECRET
"GRANFER was very pleased," Una informed her father on her return home. "I met him on my way to the farm, so I gave him my present then. He liked the verse so much, and I told him it was you who thought of it. And oh, father, he so much wants to see you!"
"Why?" Mr. Manners asked quickly.
"He wants to speak to you about his son. I asked him to come here, but he said he would not like to intrude. Then I said, perhaps you would go and see him at the farm. Will you, father dear?"
Una was leaning against the arm of the easy chair in which Mr. Manners had settled himself comfortably to read the daily newspaper; now she rested her head upon his shoulder, and lifted her brown eyes pleadingly to his face as she added in coaxing tones:
"He does want to see you so much!"
"I am very busy at present—you know that, Una," her father reminded her.