“Perhaps he doesn’t mean that. He had to do with your poor father’s affairs. It may be some business connected with them.”
“What could there be, uncle?”
“Ah, that I cannot say. I was abroad at the time of his death.”
“Mother never said anything about them,” said Tom.
“Well, you must go up and see him at once.”
“Of course, uncle.”
“And I shall go with you, my boy. I hope he really is not so bad.”
“I hope he is not,” said Tom. “How soon shall you go, uncle?”
“In half-an-hour. If we sent for a fly we could only catch the one o’clock train; if we walk over to the station we can catch that at eleven. Shall we walk?”
“Yes, uncle. I’ll change my things, and be ready as soon as you.”