"Paul is coming to-morrow," Mr. Basset said, after he had glanced through Warner's letter, "that is if we can make it convenient to have him—"
"Why, of course we can!" Miss Basset interposed. "I've had his rooms ready for him for weeks, as you know!"
Mr. Basset nodded smilingly.
"We'll send him a wire after breakfast," he said; "who'll take the message into Midbury for me?"
"I!" cried Donald quickly, adding: "And the girls can go with me if they like!"
Accordingly, directly after breakfast, the young people set off for the town. On the road they stopped at the blacksmith's for a few minutes to tell old Dicker that Captain Basset was expected on the morrow.
"Keep a good look out and you'll see him pass," Donald said, "most probably in the evening."
"And, if all's well, I shall be with him," Josephine said, "for Uncle John has promised to take me to meet him."
The blacksmith gave her a sympathetic glance. He was thinking if Josephine was his little daughter what he would feel if he was blind. Never to see her face again! His kind heart was very sorry for the blind father.
"Have you heard from your son lately?" May inquired.