He smiled at the recollection this suggested.
“Thanks,” he answered, “but I still prefer to walk. I shall not forget—this time.”
Miss Van Patten glanced at him with a queer little smile about her mouth.
“Why—what are we going to do?” asked Aunt Philomela turning to her niece.
“We must do the best we can,” answered Miss Van Patten.
“But I don’t know, I’m sure. It will leave us quite alone.”
“There is Carl,” suggested Barnes.
“Oh, yes,” answered Aunt Philomela, “I forgot. There is Carl.”
“If I find Joe I may come back for a few days,” explained Barnes.
“You’ll come back for a visit anyway, won’t you?” asked Aunt Philomela, brightening.