“At court?”
“Oh, not the criminal court. Merely the palace of his Majesty. Just listen.”
This was the letter:
Roscoe Paine, Esq.
Dear Sir:
I should like to see you at my house this—Thursday—forenoon, on a matter of business. I shall expect you at any time after ten in the morning.
Yours truly,
JAMES W. COLTON.
“From Mr. Colton!” exclaimed Mother. “Why! what can he want of you?”
“I don't know,” I answered. “And I don't particularly care.”