Still overshadowed with the gloom of their visit to the Tower, our party entered their private parlor at their hotel.
They found their favorite sofa occupied by a group of visitors.
But before General Lyon had time to recognize or welcome them, a hearty hand was clapped upon his shoulder, and a cheery voice shouted in his ear:
“So here you are at last! We have been waiting for you these two hours.”
“Colonel Seymour!” exclaimed General Lyon, in unfeigned surprise and delight.
“Yes, and Mrs. Seymour and Miss Seymour.”
“Old friends, I am glad to see you.”
“So am I to see you.”
And there was a general and hearty shaking of hands.
“Now be seated again all of you. When did you arrive?” inquired the General.