As for Caruso—which name, by the way, is a vast improvement on Jacky—I am mighty glad that he has fallen into such kind hands, and you can assure your brother, from me, that he may keep the little fellow as long as he wants him, provided he will let me come to see him once in a while when I am at home again.
This mail will carry a letter to Miss Fleming also, still you may give her my thanks and my regards when you see her.
With best wishes for you and Doodles and Caruso,
Most cordially yours,
Morton K. Selden.
CHAPTER XXIII
“THE MIRACLE VOICE”
The vision in the doorway arrested the word of welcome on Doodles’s lips. As soon as he could command his tongue he smiled a cordial “How do you do? Will you walk in?”
And the vision in brown cloth and creamy lace and fluffy feathers came straight across the room and took one of his hands between her soft gloves, saying, in the sweetest of voices, “My dear Doodles! Do you know me?”
“I think you must be Miss Fleming,” the boy answered, “because—” he hesitated.