"Well, have him go at once. Can't he start to-night?"
"I don't think that is necessary either. He'd better wait until I give him all the details. But I'll start him off the first thing in the morning. Now you rest happy, and in a few days you'll know all about it."
Drusilla passed the days impatiently waiting for the return of the man from Ohio. Finally he arrived and Mr. Thornton brought him to see her.
Drusilla sat in her high-backed chair.
"Well, begin!" she said impatiently. "I'm nigh as curious as a girl."
The young clerk drew a bundle of papers from his pocket.
"I found out as much as I could regarding the present circumstances of John Brierly. He is—"
"What does he look like?" interrupted Drusilla. "I ain't seen him for mor'n forty years. Is he old lookin'? Is he sick?"
The young man smiled at her impatience.
"I should call him a singularly well preserved man for his years."