their restlessness. There was at this moment a gratifying air about Garrett which plainly indicated that he wanted to repair any injustice and wrong which he had formerly done to his cousin.
Henning was very much puzzled at the change, which was more apparent to him than to the others who witnessed the meeting.
“Poor little cousin Ethel. Oh, Roy, I'm so sorry. She was such a charming child,”
Roy looked at him in surprise. Could this be the boy who had done him so much injury and had kept the secret all these months? What to make of the tone, the evident look of candor, the change in Garrett, Roy did not know. Sensible fellow as he was, he made the most of it, judging that if the present meeting were merely a piece of good acting on Andrew's part, he would sooner or later find out the true state of affairs. So he offered his hand to Garrett and it was pressed with genuine sympathy.
“And how does Aunty bear the shock?”
Roy told him.
“And mother? Did you see my mother?”
“I did, Andrew, and she grieves quite as much as my mother and father. She sends her love, and Papa sends this with his kindest regards to his nephew.”
Roy gave the sealed envelope, containing the elder Henning's present. Garrett did not open it at once. He said:
“I have several things I wish to say to you when we are alone. Of course you have heard by this time all about the accident to Stockley?”