"Robert Frost."
"A good name. Martha will go up in ten minutes to conduct you to the dining room."
"If this is a dream," thought Robert, as he followed the servant upstairs--"it is a very pleasant one. I hope I shan't wake up till I have had dinner."
He was shown into a chamber of fair size, very handsomely furnished. Everything was at hand for making his toilet. Robert bathed his face and hands and combed his hair. He was quite ready when Martha knocked at the door.
"Dinner is served," she said. "I will show you the way to the dining room."
CHAPTER III.
GETTING SETTLED.
Robert was well prepared by long abstinence to do justice to the choice viands that were set before him. He had not been brought up in poverty, yet he had not been accustomed to the luxurious table maintained by Mrs. Vernon. He ate with so much relish that he was almost ashamed.
"I have an unusual appetite," he said half apologetically.
"Probably you do not generally dine so late," said Mrs. Vernon.